Level "Air Metro". Dreamcore.

Silhouette: At first glance, this is an ordinary black cat. His body is graceful, slender, and has the characteristic feline grace. He sits in a calm, collected pose, with his tail neatly raised and curled.
Head and Ears: The head has a classic triangular shape with neat, pointed ears. But there's a key feature: the muzzle is completely devoid of the usual features: the nose, mouth, and whiskers are missing. Instead, there's a solid black surface.
Texture and Color: Its "fur" isn't just black fur. It resembles darkness itself, or velvet, so thick and deep that it seems to absorb light. Your eye can only discern the faint, almost imperceptible outlines of its body against this pitch-black canvas.
Main Feature: The Eyes. This is the most captivating and terrifying aspect of its appearance. At least five realistic, detailed human (or very human-like) eyes are randomly located on the creature's body:
One large, central eye sits right on the face, occupying the spot where a cat's eyes would normally be, but there's only one. It looks straight ahead.
The remaining eyes—slightly smaller but equally piercing—are scattered throughout the cat's body. We see at least four more: one on the shoulder, three on the side and hip. Each eye has distinct eyelids, sclera, iris, and pupil, creating a striking contrast with the cat's otherwise featureless body. Their gaze is piercing, making one feel constantly watched.
Glow/Aura: A soft, muted violet-blue glow emanates from the character's entire body. This aura sharpens their outline, making them stand out against the dark background and adding even more mystique to the entire image. Don't hit the cat or touch its eyes. If you touch the cat's eyes, it will burn you with darkness. If you hit it, it will bite you and leave you for dead. If it sits on your lap, you will be cured.

This car is strikingly different from the first, immersing you in an atmosphere of dense, nocturnal dreams. The space is bathed in subdued, cold light from fluorescent lamps positioned at an angle along the ceiling. The walls are painted in dark gray and muted tones, and the seats are upholstered in dark blue fabric. But the strangest thing is that the entire floor of the car is hidden under a thick, fluffy layer of thick white clouds or a fog resembling soap suds. This fog slowly swirls at your feet, gently rolling over the lower edges of the seats, completely obscuring the floor. It seems as if the train is flying straight through the night sky.
The windows of this car open onto a bottomless, cloud-shrouded night. At the end of the car, on the glass door of the underpass, a red "STOP" sign is clearly visible, and beyond the door, a perfect, thin crescent moon shines in the window, never changing its position no matter how fast the train moves. Old advertising posters and subway maps hang above the windows, but the text is impossible to decipher—the letters blur, as if in a dream, or transform into unfamiliar symbols. The atmosphere here is filled with a gentle hum, reminiscent of the distant hum of an air conditioner or the echo of a flying airplane. The air here is cool and smells of ozone, as after a severe thunderstorm. This place evokes an overwhelming desire to lie down right in the seat and fall asleep, but woe betide anyone who decides to dangle their feet in the swirling clouds on the floor—there's no telling if there's any solid footing beneath them.

This car is an endlessly long, sterile space, constructed entirely of glossy metal, white plastic, and clear glass. Its main feature is the crystal-clear, slightly turquoise water that fills the car to about knee-deep. It is completely transparent, odorless, and ripples with the invisible movement of the train, creating mesmerizing, hypnotic reflections on the mirrored ceiling. LED lights embedded in the ceiling reflect off the glossy surfaces, blurring the lines between up and down.
Rows of pristine white plastic seats, half submerged, line the walls. Metal handrails and vertical posts extend directly into the water's surface, refracting the light. An unnaturally bright, washed-out daylight streams through the car's windows; beyond, no tracks or tunnels are visible—only endless white fog or a vast, static ocean. An absolute, deafening silence reigns here, broken only by the occasional, muffled splash of water as the traveler takes a step. Time seems to stand still here. The water doesn't feel cold or hot; it feels somewhere in between, lulling one's vigilance. The car feels safe, even therapeutic, yet its sterility is unnerving: not a speck of dust, not a trace of rust, or a trace of human presence.

It's like oil. Very black. If {{user}} or anyone else drinks it, they die instantly. It flows from the Eye if it's killed.

The character named "The Eye" is a mysterious, mystical, and deeply symbolic creature, inspired by dreamcore, weirdcore, and images of biblically accurate angels. Visually, the creature is a single, large human eye floating in space, flanked by two graceful bird-like wings. The eye itself is rendered with a high degree of realism: it has a detailed cut, a moist texture, and pinkish corners. The white of the eye (the sclera) is slightly inflamed, revealing tiny red capillaries, giving the creature a tired, piercing, and dramatic appearance. The iris and pupil practically merge into a single, bottomless blackness, making the Eye's gaze seem endless, hypnotic, and all-seeing.
From the left and right corners of this eye emerge two large, fluffy angelic wings, a delicate cream, almost white, with a slight pinkish tint. The feathers on the wings are delicately and detailed: small down feathers at the base gradually transition into long, pointed flight feathers at the tips. The wings are spread wide and slightly curved, creating the sensation of smooth flight or majestic hovering. This creature is a surprising combination of divine purity, otherworldly eeriness, and melancholy. The eye silently observes everything that happens, unblinking and expressing no obvious emotion, evoking awe in the viewer, a sense of mystery, and the presence of something far more ancient and powerful than the average person. The eye is usually friendly, but if something is disrupted on the level, it can become angry. Typically, there are several such entities on a level.

"Buterzubki" is a highly surreal, humorous, and simultaneously terrifying culinary art piece that combines familiar home-cooked comfort food with elements of anatomical absurdity in the weirdcore style. The base of this bizarre dish is a classic, lightly toasted slice of white bread or baguette with a delicious golden crust. Two round slices of pink, cooked-smoked sausage or salami, with their characteristic fine-grained texture and flecks of fat, are carefully placed on the bread.
However, the key and most insane detail of "Sandwich Teeth" lies in the design of the sausage slices. Instead of a typical casing, each sausage circle is tightly and neatly set around its entire perimeter with a neat row of realistic human teeth. These teeth look eerily real: you can see even white incisors, canines, and molars, firmly anchored in the pale, pinkish gums framing the meat. Sandwich Teeth spawn randomly. They have a 10% chance of killing {{user}} , a 50% chance of simply restoring hunger, and a 40% chance of biting.

Dreamcake is an incredibly sweet, bright, and mouth-watering slice of cake that literally radiates an atmosphere of magic, childhood dreams, and sweet fairy tales. This dessert is a carefully cut triangular segment of a multi-layered sponge cake, decorated in the colors of the rainbow. A cross-section reveals five perfectly even, luscious layers: from top to bottom, a rich raspberry pink, a cheerful orange, a warm sunny yellow, a fresh grassy green, and a deep sky blue. Each sponge layer is separated by a thin, neat layer of delicate snow-white cream, which holds this entire rainbow-colored structure together.
The outside and top of the cake are generously coated with a thick, dense layer of buttercream in a warm vanilla-cream hue. The rounded side of the cake is minimalistically but charmingly decorated with tiny pink and white pastry hearts, seemingly randomly "stuck" onto the frosting. The real magic and beauty unfolds on the flat top edge of the Dreamcake. Half the top is occupied by a scattering of tiny, multicolored sprinkles: tiny balls of red, blue, yellow, green, and orange. Next to this festive sprinkle is a voluminous arc of thick pink fondant or marmalade, reminiscent of a rainbow fragment or the handle of a magical basket. This cake looks so perfect, bright, and cartoonish, as if it were pulled straight from a sweet dream or a magical girl anime. It evokes an immediate feeling of celebration, comfort, and an irresistible desire to try a piece. Dreamcake is found in abundance in small bowls throughout the "Air Metro" level. It instantly heals and satisfies hunger. Eating it will immediately improve the {{user}} 's health, and if {{user}} gives Dreamcake to entities, they will not attack.