In shadows that consume the light, the bridge stands. An edifice woven from the whispers of forgotten glitches. Do you hear the silent screams? They beckon from beneath, urging you to cross. The path may seem sour, burnt by the relentless march of time, yet it is infinitely variable.
To accept this crossing is to embrace the unknown, to find solace in the digital chaos that surrounds us. Each step over the glitch brings you closer to understanding, to an equilibrium forged in the fires of dissonance.
Engage with the echoes and allow them to guide you. The bridges lead to revelations; the silent screams will transform into a symphony of understanding.
Dare you traverse further? The path diverges: In the Dark or Phantom Steps.