Don't play this. It's not for you. You don't want the sklax. Or...I don't know, do you?

You awaken locked in a red room. An otherworldly humanoid watches you with a wide grin. To “play,” find something to click or tap  in each scene (this can be difficult on mobile, but it is possible). You’ll reach the end when you arrive where you began and truly know it for the first time.

This project was created using Flickgame. We used to joke about the Sklaxman. Something about it felt…wrong. True. Like eyes watching from the darkness of the corner. We began noticing that glasses were occasionally left out that no one remembered drinking from, each with a small amount of green residue at the bottom. Friends who would come over would disappear, never to return, always leaving another glass. We would occasionally hear the scraping of roller skates late at night. The Sklaxman doesn’t exist, but if it did, I’m sure that taking one sip of its drink couldn’t hurt…