Shoku Pain

Two years have passed since the Vekra outbreak. The government has collapsed. Sector Enforcement & Anomaly Reporting — SEAR — took over. Now you are behind the glass — and the outside is no longer your world.

THIS IS NO ORDINARY BAKERY

You run one of the mandatory food stations kept open by SEAR. And you bake Shokupan.

The Vekra virus changed people. The infected think they are perfectly normal. They don't realize it. But something is off — a movement, a glance, a single moment.

To SEAR, you are just a statistic. If you fail to meet the quota, they cut your power.

BAKE BREAD

Put the ingredients in the mixer, turn it on. Put it in the oven, wait until it is perfectly baked. Package it. Deliver it.

Be careful, every mistake has a price.

WATCH. FOLLOW THE RULES. DECIDE.

Watch the outside through the Sec Cam system on your computer. The thermal camera doesn't lie. The emails sent by SEAR, the rules, the recipes — everything is on the computer.

The customer appears behind the glass. They look at you, you look at them. The only thing between you is bulletproof glass and a deadly suspicion.

KNIFE OR BREAD?

SEAR's criteria are clear. You decided they are infected. Throw the knife.

But if you are wrong — if you kill an innocent person — SEAR will penalize your account. Every mistake brings you one step closer to the outside.

THERE IS SOMEONE OUTSIDE

Those who are thrown out for not meeting the quota don't just die. Some survive. They learn. And they want to return. There is someone outside the glass. Watching you. You don't know what they want yet.

SEAR'S RULES ARE CLEAR. WHAT ABOUT YOURS?

Meet the quota. Survive. Trust no one. But one day someone will look at you — and you will ask the same question: Is this person really human?