Theatrical survival horror devices abound throughout the show: All the denizens of 404 are potentially dangerous; Human guard dogs, ‘level 7s’, threaten physical violence; others, ‘level 5s’, speak in prophetic tongues; the cool and calculated, ‘level 10s’, are fully consumed by the cloud and think only of how to bring total death to this yester-world. The night culminates with violent spectacles breaking out across the club as the cloud eventually takes over.
Amidst the horror, game-playing punters are taken to the medic’s rooms for research, and to withstand the onset of further mutation. Others witness paranoid workers trying to unearth the secrets of why they’re being forgotten. Everything could be currency. In this dystopia scrap is barter, meds are running out but still infection spreads, soon food itself may be a dwindling resource. How long is it possible to hold onto one’s humanity?
- the festivals uk
"An all-immersive theatrical experience"
"An overgrown immersive, dystopia"
- in reach
"A full-on theatrical and sensory experience"