Version 0.0.8 — “The Room With No Explanation”
“There is no label. There is no need.”

• The Numbers Whisper
  Foundations for a new kind of tracking have quietly taken root. Strange counters flicker unseen, noting doors opened, emotes performed, souls freed. The purpose remains unspoken.

• Gazes Refract and Follow
  In recent activity, subjects who enter expressive states—sitting, dancing—seem subtly aware of being watched. Some report the sensation of movement in the periphery. Something turns with them.

• An Unnamed Threshold Appears
  A new passage has manifested—not marked, not spoken of, yet undeniably present. Those who step through find themselves in a chamber resembling forgotten archives, filled with silent volumes and fractured symbols.
  Its purpose is unclear. It allows no questions. But it knows what you’ve seen.