| Criteria | Rank | Score* | Raw Score |
| Listenability | #23 | 3.677 | 3.778 |
| Sense of Atmosphere | #32 | 3.731 | 3.833 |
| Execution | #40 | 3.299 | 3.389 |
| Overall | #46 | 3.271 | 3.361 |
| Composing Quality | #51 | 3.082 | 3.167 |
| Overall Uniqueness/Creativity | #51 | 3.082 | 3.167 |
| Correlation to Theme | #55 | 2.758 | 2.833 |
Ranked from 18 ratings. Score is adjusted from raw score by the median number of ratings per game in the jam.
Link to Streaming Service
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JxSIrfg45zE
Description
Log 236
I have just awoken from my 4th cryosleep and have made visual contact with the structure. It’s such a strange feeling to wake up to my destination instead of waking up to do simple maintenance. As I approach the city, I notice the material making up this place is faded yellow brick and stone. There are plots of them, averaging about the size of my own craft but I can tell the closer we get, the larger are these “islands”. It’s weird how these pillars reach out of the bricks to only fail holding anything. I am sure that this place hasn’t been touched for generations. I thought vandals or pirates would at least set camp here, but I guess even some parts of the cosmos are left frozen in time.
Log 237
Walking here creates an uneasy emotion for me. There shouldn’t be any gravity as this place can only be about 130 kilometers. It’s not even pulling itself into a globe, yet I feel as heavy as I would be on the surface of Earth’s moon. But I am not sure if that is what is creating this deep emotion. I believe humans were not meant to experience such a massive place alone. No person was alone on the streets of Rome, or the skyscrapers of New York City, or even a king in his palace. Yet here I am, a lonely reflection.
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FL Studio
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