⏰ FIVE AM. ALARM CLOCK.
Kolya is an engineer. He needs to get to work. Sounds simple. It's not. The office is far away. Very far away. And Kolya's body doesn't want to move. Kolya's body doesn't want anything.
A BODY THAT WON'T COOPERATE
Controlling Kolya is simple: four keys for four limbs, mouse pulls, click grips. Controlling Kolya is impossible: the body won't listen, arms miss, legs slip. Somewhere between "simple" and "impossible," progress is born.
AN ORDINARY COMMUTE
From the blanket to the porch — a feat. From the porch to the platform — an ordeal. From the platform to the station — an adventure. What's next? Best not to think about it. The route is longer than it seems. Much longer.
THE NARRATOR
Kolya is accompanied by a narrator — admiring, ironic, omniscient. He describes every situation as if filming a documentary about a great endeavor. In a way, he is.
POST-SOVIET RETROFUTURISM
Technology was implemented. Instructions were lost. Holograms glitch, robots get stuck, smart things act dumb. A familiar world with a thin layer of absurd future on top.
PHYSICS AS PUZZLE
There's no right solution. There's physics, four limbs, and whatever happens. Sometimes it's graceful. More often — hilarious.
Kolya doesn't complain. Kolya doesn't quit. Kolya just does what needs to be done.
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