I'm writing this from .

I know this sounds insane. But I need you to understand - you need to stop.

Stop looking. Stop exploring. Stop going deeper into this website.

I can't tell you everything. Every time I try to write the details, something changes them. The words shift when I look away. But I can tell you this:

It sees you now.

You thought you were just browsing. Just exploring some creepy art website. But you've been leaving traces. Digital footprints. And something has been following them back to you.

Every page you've visited. Every room you've entered. Every secret you've confessed. It's all been recorded. Catalogued. Remembered.

I'm you. From later. And I'm begging you: close this tab. Clear your history. And don't come back.

I know you won't listen. I didn't listen when I got this message either.

That's why I'm writing it now.

— You

(or what's left of you)