Inqel Interactive

Some boundaries are tested in the heat of the moment. What happens after that can be harder to predict.

In a closed house, every path eventually leads to the one person you're trying to avoid. The walls may give you a little space, but they can't keep people apart forever.

"Faster! Faster! This is awesome!" "Left! Left! No, the other left!" "We're gonna crash!... Don't stop!" Work on the newly announced roadmap is actively underway. Today, we want to show you the current state of the Kinetic Momentum system. Here's what has changed: SMOOTH ACCELERATION The wheelchair

It’s been ages, but I still can’t get that stupid kitchen scene out of my head. Pff… just ordinary touches. And people make faces like that over it? It’s honestly kinda funny. Alright, I’ll fiddle with them a bit more, then go to sleep. Wait… Why all of a sudden… …what is this?

A quiet room. A careful conversation. Not everything is said. Not everything needs to be. Some things… stay.

A little glimpse into the everyday life of the house. Still working hard on the next update, hope you like the atmosphere!

Everything has its place. Especially… delicate things. Just a helping hand. ...Almost.

I shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong… especially now. Touch has become a rarity, almost a memory. He’s sleeping beside me, and I know he’s not to blame. It’s just that everything has changed. Sometimes I look at him and try to remember how it used to be — the warmth, the closeness, his breathing be

Sometimes I feel like this was all a mistake. The therapy might have severe side effects, but that’s not a given. I've been healthy my entire life. I'm sure my resilient body can withstand any drug they throw at it. Jerome is just a safety net, for unforeseen circumstances. But is this safety net wo

Sometimes a threat doesn’t strike all at once. It grows slowly, day by day, step by step, until suddenly it is right beside you. And then the past feels like a warning no one ever noticed...

Hello, Home Prisoners! First of all, we want to apologize for the long silence. Sometimes work on the game takes us so deep that we forget to come up for air and share what’s going on. But we’re here. And we’re still working. The world is changing very quickly these days. As you have probably notice

Mr. Jerome moved in earlier than planned. The scientists remain silent about the start of the experimental therapy — and in the meantime, the family is already starting to feel the weight of his presence. What will it lead to? Scandals, tension… or someone who might actually become a support in toug

Between a closed door and a door that’s been shut for you — there’s a difference. Between absence and rejection. Sometimes, the walls we build aren’t made of bricks—but of childhood, fear, and a fearless stand…

It's daytime outside, but the living room is dim. Two silhouettes on the couch—two worlds that were never meant to cross. It's just a dark silhouette beside her. But why, then, does unease grow inside?

Mr. Jerome was only meant to be a caregiver, a temporary guest. But he moved in too soon, and now he is on his way to becoming a permanent part of their lives. At first, it feels like an inconvenience. Then—an inevitability. And before you realize it, he’s already dining at the same table, his belon

Living under the same roof as Mr. Jerome? For the younger daughter, that’s a nightmare. She doesn’t trust him, doesn’t want him around, and his calm, unwavering smile only fuels her anger. And if no one else is going to kick him out, she’ll do it herself—by any means necessary.

Although the experimental therapy hasn’t started yet, meeting the caregiver is an important step on the road to recovery. It’s crucial to establish communication, show him the future home, and ensure that Jerome can handle the responsibilities entrusted to him. Dear Home Prisoners, I sincerely wish

Moments with family are becoming ever more precious — the experimental therapy could begin at any moment. One call from the scientists, and life could change forever. But will it be possible to maintain a bond with loved ones when the fight for the future begins?

*A Knock on the Door* The eldest daughter heard it again. This time, however, the sound didn’t come from the front door but from inside her own room. She put down her book, her brow slightly furrowed. "Could it be Mother stopping by? Or…" She remembered how she had recently opened the door to a gues

Hospitality is more than just a warm welcome. It’s a story that hosts write together with each guest, filling the home with warmth and smiles. And each new guest adds their own mysteries and shades... especially when the house welcomes a special guest . . .

The door is open, and the new visitor stands in the shadows. His intentions are unclear, but their meeting will determine much . . .

A quiet approach and a moment of curiosity—what hidden truth might be revealed?

A chance meeting in the morning sees two stars cross paths from opposite orbits. Chance, or calculation? Who knows? Either way, something dark this way comes...