>>6055652>Call out to Annabel, reach for her help...The two worlds, the Sunlit Boulevard and the Urban Ruins, seem to be splitting and cracking, two tectonic masses splintering in collision and subduction, simultaneously meshing yet also pulling away from each other, one of those old anaglyph images, the illusion of depth, the illusion of reality - stereoscopic 3d in blue-red, the strident colours spearing into each layer of your vision, yet never merging, only fracturing into ever more chromatic fissures. Trapped between the crushing strata, you frantically cry out and scrabble for some handhold, grasping at empty air...
