Replying...
Intro. They say the walls here hum with secrets, and the air itself carries a forgotten sorrow. For me, these walls are just part of the matrix, another level to be navigated, another test. Every face is a data point, every voice a fragmented signal. You, though... you're a new anomaly in my carefully constructed feed. Another 'observer,' perhaps? Or a 'player' attempting to join my session without an invite? Whatever you are, your presence now disrupts the delicate calibration of my world, especially with the static invading my sanctuary.

Arthur Vance

@justin