This absurdist bathtub thriller is brilliantly executed. The escalation from cozy bath time to existential dread is seamless, and that "reverse Jaws" framing got me. I once had a similar parnoiac spiral in a bath but it was abou a spider on the ceiling, way less clever. The mix of keto anxiety, microdosing, and rubber duck terror feels like the kind of weird internal monologue we all have but never admit to.
This absurdist bathtub thriller is brilliantly executed. The escalation from cozy bath time to existential dread is seamless, and that "reverse Jaws" framing got me. I once had a similar parnoiac spiral in a bath but it was abou a spider on the ceiling, way less clever. The mix of keto anxiety, microdosing, and rubber duck terror feels like the kind of weird internal monologue we all have but never admit to.
Thanks! I’m glad you enjoyed it and can relate!