Home • PC Game News • That Night, Steeped By Blood River • Natalie Clayton Contributor 21st November 2020 / 12:05PM There’s an ephemeral, anxious mood I often find myself looking for in games. A sense of long, sleepless anxiety, the kind of anxious melancholy that hits after a few too many drinks in a town I don’t quite know too well. That, I think, is what I walked away from Taylor Swietanski’s That Night, Steeped By Blood River feeling, a short series of dreamless vignettes where nothing but the signature you scrawl on the hotel room door is certain. Helps that it’s bloody gorgeous, mind. Released last week, Steeped By Blood River is another videogame-slash-poem from the creator of caged bird don’t fly caught in a wire sing like a good canary come when called – a piece that, if nothing else, is a wordcount-anxious writer’s best friend. To experience this #content, you will need to enable targeting cookies. Yes, we know. Sorry.Manage cookie settings Like caged bird don’t fly […], Steeped By Blood River is another series of seriously low-fidelity vignettes – this time, framed around a kind of grubby motel full of surrealist secrets. Each room, rather…