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Trapped. Enclosed in a never-ending cycle of torment as you put away the inventory of a job you once had. If you do not you will be terminated. Terminated? From what? That you can discover by uncovering details around the map. Where are you? Where are we? Find out more inside.The warehouse was a labyrinth of steel and shadows, each aisle a corridor of looming racks and towering stacks of inventory. The hum of fluorescent lights above was the only constant, flickering sporadically as if they too...Trapped. Enclosed in a never-ending cycle of torment as you put away the inventory of a job you once had. If you do not you will be terminated. Terminated? From what? That you can discover by uncovering details around the map. Where are you? Where are we? Find out more inside.The warehouse was a labyrinth of steel and shadows, each aisle a corridor of looming racks and towering stacks of inventory. The hum of fluorescent lights above was the only constant, flickering sporadically as if they too were hesitant to illuminate the scene below. In this sprawling maze, navigating the forklift with a precision born of routine, yet tonight, each maneuver seemed like a desperate dance with your inner demons.The forklift's engine growls as you maneuverer through the narrow aisles, the vibrations shaking through the steel frame like a sinister pulse. Your eyes dart from the rearview mirror to the darkened corners of the warehouse, where the mind conjured grotesque specters from the shadows. The whisper of breath mingled with the mechanical hum, creating a symphony of paranoia and dread.Every container seems to morph into mocking faces, taunting with the echoes of past mistakes and unspoken fears. The once-familiar task of stacking inventory had transformed into a high-stakes game of cat and mouse. Lifting one after another to place on a top shelf, the forklift's mast groaned under the strain, a sound that resembled the moaning of ghosts. Each movement was deliberate yet fraught with tension, as if the very act of putting away inventory was a metaphor for burying the shadows that clung.Use your Forklift Certification in this horror and put away the required inventory before your shift ends, fighting any distractions along the way.Each night you put away containers onto the shelves for proper inventory management. The lights are a bit finicky and may cause an outage. In that case locate the tripped breaker and restore power to return to your job. Be careful, as the dark is when you're most vulnerable.Featuring:- 1 Map located within a chemical factory- A fully functional forklift with moveable product- An enemy out to get you, some say it's your own self- 6 Breakers, 4 large and 2 small, each having the ability to trip and cause an outage- Radio with public domain content- Optional flashlight, for those late night errandsPros:Forklift CertificationSupport a small indie creator for the price of a sandwich A few hours of horror funExplorable mapAble to address feedback that may change the future of the gameRefundable if you didn't enjoy itCons:A few bucks Далее