Enter through the archway of nostalgia, where echoes resonate backward, reversing time's melody, and dancing shadows play notes only perceived by the heart. Each step a beat, every corridor a stanza in the song of lingering whispers. The walls hum a tune that was never meant to begin, a symphony of shadows.
Listen closely as the rhythms untangle themselves. Reversing walls embrace your stride, each note a jubilant farewell to the light. Do you hear the spiral echoes? They spiral down the hall, an electrifying cascade of sound and secrecy. Shadows remember songs; they sing them in reverse, with an enthusiasm that defies light!