Infohazard

Dreams and screens intertwine so much that it is difficult to understand where reality ends and memory begins. A flash of childhood horror - a faceless figure that flashed by too early and too sharply. Back then, it was an accident, but now it is a mystery: why does the image return years later and demand attention again?

The music keeps you on the edge between nightmare and memory, as if you were flipping through an old cassette tape where a frame that shouldn't have been there was accidentally recorded. A little creepy, a little captivating - and completely impossible to look away from.