?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

W̴él̵c͏o̷m̸e̶, Filip B. Sit. Listen to the silence between the w̶or̶ds.

FILIP B.

Where am I?

?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

Be̷h̴i̴n̸d̷ the walls. Be͢yo̴nd the loop. This place knows y̷o̴u better than you know yo͜urself.

FILIP B.

This is... a dream?

?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

(voice flickers)
Ḏ̷̢̲̗̦̎̏̅͊̋̕r̷̜̀̓͗̈́͂̌̈́e̵̢̙̓̋̕a̴͉͎͛̀̽̿m̸̢̪̼̼̀? No. A de̷t̵o̴u̶r. A te͠s̵t.

FILIP B.

(eyes narrow)
Then test me. I’m done being lost.

?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

Good. L̶i̷g̴h̷t only blinds when you refuse the d̸a̷r̸k .

?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

Choice… a comforting illusion. The corridor winds, but the walls were built before you were born.

FILIP B.

(gritted teeth)
I carve my own way. I refuse to be another cog. And I hate 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤.

?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

And what if rebellion is your purpose? The chaos within the code? What if your resistance is programmed?

FILIP B.

Then I’ll rewrite the code. Burn the design. Forge a truth no one can steal.

?? UNKNOWN ENTITY ??

(voice softens, nearly human)
Will you walk into the dark, Filip B.? Will you let go of the lie… and face what remains beneath it?

FILIP B.

(a whisper)
I’ll find my own truth. Even if it devours me.