My copy of PostCurious' new puzzle tale, The Morrison Game Factory, just arrived, and I'm super excited. I haven't even gotten it home yet and I've already started to dig into it.
It's a bright and cheerful teal box and even before opening it I noticed there was an interesting pattern on the cover. The dice and little rocket tokens translate into a short, slightly worrying sentence:
... . .-.. .--. -- . HELP ME
An opening letter, sent 'One Adventurer to Another,' tells us that someone found this box, pristine, on the conveyor belt of an abandoned game factory. It directs us to a folder titled 3428, which turns out to be the maintenance record of the machines at the Morrison Game Company, now defunct. The log lays out the story of a machine, 3428, that apparently achieves sentience. The singularity is now. Except that the maintenance guy, TY, didn't take kindly to the machine's new behavior, and kept resetting it, despite the damage to the 'machine learning process.' Jerk.
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