Alienating Eyes. It's a surrealist piece of writing that's emblematic of just how strange Chriddof can be, but at the heart of it all, it's an emotional tale of secrets that were best left kept and questions that were better off unanswered. The dramatic reading does nothing to alleviate any of this.
We Kept Driving. Its tone, mood and pacing are markedly at odds with his signature style, and it feels very hopeless and bleak.