Phobika

Welcome to PHOBIKA, the circus without an audience... where the clowns have exterminated the spectators and now only play with those brave enough to enter. Smoke is everywhere—it enters your lungs, burns your eyes, and destroys your sense of direction. Every step is a mistake. The speakers blast distorted dubstep, beats that make your blood race, while dozens of painted figures move in the shadows, laughing with mouths too wide to be human. There are no emergency exits here, only cruel games, deception, and the hunt for visitors. In PHOBIKA, clowns don't put on a show. They make selections

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