Via unknown substance, 39 would escape to what he called his 'Safe Haven'. He became detatched, and would be with his friends again, venturing The Island, quelling all evil that lurked within.

But... All good things come to an end, eventually.

Your fellow classmates when you pull out a pack of gum:

Bro literally woke up and said: 'Fuck it Imma turn into two trees today.'

Updating maps then loading an older save tends to greet me with crashes or less interesting bugs, instead I got this today.

A closer look at the procedurally generated fog and the dying trees blowing in the wind.

I've admittedly spent more time than needed just taking in the environment because it's so relaxing... for me anyway xP

The one that he called: Sam, arrived at the studio just before 12am, unbeknownst to them, he had a plan: To participate in various amounts of tomfoolery.

Since I've made it painfully obvious something new is in the works, the GameJolt page for Custom Nights With 39 is officially live: https://gamejolt.com/games/CNW39/1000802

The dark is not empty.

Foxioo's static shader is quite satisfying to look at, still got a few kinks to iron out though.

Impurity ~ Early tests involving placeholder enemies, health and combat. (Content subject to change.)

I bet his breath smells like surströmming