Up in a long abandoned factory chamber, a strange ooze has been taking up residence. Undulating through a neglected factory tube, the slow flow of this sludge has become the domineering element in this environment and has taken shape in unique forms and textures throughout the space.

Spreading its soft body, the ooze has splayed out to cover the whole floor. It has piled up in organic puddle shapes that seem to welcome human lounging. The ooze’s tendrils are spreading and crawling up from the floor, arranging themselves in beautiful formations that hang from the walls and ceilings; seemingly becoming more and more colorful as they free themselves from the bounds of gravity. 

The ooze radiates an atmospheric and magical gurgle that tempts explorers to come closer. It's as if it is calling for them to completely give themselves, mind and body, over to this ooze. A calm respite from the rest of the factory, weary explorers may rest their bones in this soft and welcoming space, perhaps becoming so comfortable that they become part of the ooze itself.