The world is a vice. People trapped in the media’s manipulative mix, with no social life, living as if in an incubator. These characters with atrophied brains, but with pretenses to postulate truths. People in a perishable time loop, sick, it seems, with forgetfulness. In the night world of Dry Lawn, the characters transform reality into illusion; the mask becomes a truth, and confusion leads to fandom and revolution!
knock yourself out