Scattered

In many ways, through my eyes, human beings are all like little jigsaw puzzles. Because sometimes, in life, when you least expect it, the wholesome way you pieced yourself together to be becomes entirely destroyed by a single individual who you have just met for the first time.

And as they take each piece of the puzzle from you one by one, you don't know why but it doesn't feel like they are stealing from you. And as they continue to break more and more of your perfect puzzle, without noticing, you find yourself with a few of their pieces, too.

By the end of this game, you are both left incomplete, broken and shattered - holding only onto the myriad scattered remains. And not knowing what it is you should be doing with them..