It's always a great day to wake up with no memories with a traffic light for a head. Robot #4 has just woken up with no bearing on who he is. His only solace is a group of robots who do not seem prone to answering any of his many questions. He has no clues, no answers, no control to what is going on around him except for one task. Retrieve the artifact tasked to him and his pals. They must venture forth into a landscape of doors located in the mind of a massive robot. Thrown into this adventure of interdimensional hallways, mad chess kings, cloth changing octopi, and traffic light people with exploding heads. Will Robot #4 find any answers to what is really going on or will he let go and "Go with the Flow"