For the first time ever, we’ve assembled five shorts about death, loneliness, and dismemberment into one big, old-fashioned yukfest. On their own, they would have been too depressing to put out into the world. But together, they form into a Voltron of hilarity, if Voltron was eventually going to die facedown in the snow, sad and alone.

Like a comet streaking across the sky with a trail of suffering, ennui, and industrial puncture wounds behind it, GrimTrax Returns! Five shorts too grim to release individually, including one we recorded TWO YEARS AGO and held onto for just this moment.