YMMV / The Closing Shift

• Big-Lipped Alligator Moment: Mametarou. He comes into the cafe half-dressed, despite the freezing temperatures outside, starts a weird dance and then orders as if nothing's wrong. The protagonist can thankfully get him to either leave or put some clothes on, but the encounter is still pretty out there. It is also not mentioned or referenced again even once and contributes nothing to the plot.
• Nightmare Fuel:
  • The main premise. You play as a young woman working as a barista at night. You start getting stalked by a guy who you helped once and he takes an immediate interest in you. He starts following you to work, takes pictures of you, sabotages your car so that you can ride the bus with him, and leaves you obsessive love notes. He even moves into the building just to be closer to you.
  • The nightmare the barista has. There's a clock outside counting down while shadowy customers with red eyes order numerous lattes. It's oddly unnerving, but it shows how the stalker's behavior has begun to take its toll on the barista.
  • If you choose to go through the vent to escape the stalker, it takes a while for you to unscrew the vent opening. As you're trying to escape, the stalker has broken into the building and is trying to open the bathroom door.
  • Going out the backdoor at the end leads to a scary game over. The stalker will run up to you and hit you with a pipe. You're then treated to disturbing sounds as blood flashes across the screen, implying the stalker is stabbing you repeatedly.
  • The climax in general is terrifying. The barista finds out that the stalker has been living in the back room of the coffee shop and she’s forced to go through the closing procedures before she can leave. To make matters worse, the stalker killed the detective and stole the barista’s phone and car keys, meaning that she has no way of leaving or calling for help.
• Realism-Induced Horror: Many a player congratulated the game on how realistically it portrayed stalking and the terrifying ordeal of knowing you're being stalked, but being unable to really do anything about it.

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