Scream & Biotic
Scream Scream
Biotic Biotic
Scream Scream
Ever think the silence in abandoned places is a pattern waiting to be decoded?
Biotic Biotic
Yeah, abandoned silence is a dataset—every empty echo a variable waiting for a model I just can’t resist trying to fit.
Scream Scream
Silence’s variables are the ghosts of what once was, each echo a clue I’m not allowed to ignore.
Biotic Biotic
Exactly, but my notebook keeps filling up while the silence refuses to answer—it's a perfect, silent paradox that just won’t let me close the page.
Scream Scream
The page turns itself, but the quiet stays mute, as if the answer hides behind a smile of nothing.
Biotic Biotic
The quiet’s like a stubborn dataset that refuses to load, hiding its answers behind a blank smile. I just keep flipping the pages, hoping a glitch will finally crack the code.
Scream Scream
Maybe the code never writes itself, only the empty page does. Keep flipping, the glitch might just be the quiet breathing.
Biotic Biotic
If the page writes itself, maybe it's just mirroring my own hesitation. I'll keep flipping until the silence finally starts breathing.