On a Tuesday nobody remembers, every raindrop changed its mind. The gutters rose first. Then the roofs. By evening, the city was a small dark shape beyond the sun.
Only the Department of Unsent Weather stayed behind. Its copper umbrellas still grow. Its paper skates still migrate. And inside its barometer houses, five forecasts wait for a day that never came.
You are the last field courier. Follow the compass needle to a lit house. Walk close to recover its forecast. Find all five, or simply keep walking. The fields have no edge.
Desktop: W/S or ↑/↓ to walk; A/D or ←/→ to turn. Click and drag to look. Touch: use the left stick to walk and the right to turn, together. Turn motion off to remove head bob and ambient drift.