A voiceover—crisp, South African-accented, utterly devoid of emotion—narrates your journey. “Step 342. Your interest accrues. Step 343. Your minimum payment is now insufficient.” With every step, the haptic vest tightens slightly around your ribs. By the time you reach the contour path at 1,200 meters, the vest is constricting like a blood pressure cuff set to “mortgage default.”

The is not entertainment. It is a corrective tool disguised as a VR experience. It is punishing, tedious, and deeply uncomfortable. But it is also brilliantly crafted, thematically coherent, and hauntingly effective.

But you are not a hiker. You are a debtor.