So torn on this one. I wasn't able to complete it because the crow sneaking up on me and setting me back to zero after collecting 50 milk was spiritually challenging, but I will say, the design of the crow was so so good. Any time it wasn't sending me back to wandering these milk-filled halls, I was delighted by its goofy, oppressive gaze. The sound of the Beach Boys playing from somewhere impossibly distant, distorted and rendered unrecognizable did a lot to establish the aisle-wandering vibe -- great choice there!

I'll probably come back to this later since I'm very curious to see how it ends, but from what I've seen so far, very fun, wonderful bird, wish I needed slightly less milk.