You wake up in your apartment. Everything is silent — too silent. This world is empty, it always has been... or at least that's what you thought. You look at your kitchen table and something is shining. A candy. White as snow, small, perfect, as if it had appeared out of nowhere. And it's not alone — there are more. Everywhere. Of all colors. In the drawers, on the shelves, even floating gently near the window. A dimensional phenomenon has crossed the barriers of reality and left infinite gifts in your home. Candies that never end, of colors that didn't exist before in any rainbow. You hold the white candy between your fingers. It's warm. Pulsing. Almost... alive. What do you want to do?