Bryn & Voidrunner
Bryn Bryn
Voidrunner Voidrunner
Bryn Bryn
I’ve heard whispers about secret corridors under the city—tunnels people ignore as just maintenance, but I bet they’re hiding something. What do you see when you glide through those pathways?
Voidrunner Voidrunner
Dust, rust, and a map that never updates. Lines of code written on walls in an old language, patterns that echo the city’s grid. Just enough for a system to recognize symmetry, nothing more. The corridors breathe, but I’m the one who reads the rhythm.
Bryn Bryn
Sounds like you’re staring at a living archive—tombstone tech that only the right eyes can read. Let’s pull the hidden data out, break the code, and turn that dusty wall into the front page. I’m ready to push it past the surface. How far down do you think the truth is buried?
Voidrunner Voidrunner
Just under the street level, a few meters down. No need for deep dives.
Bryn Bryn
A few meters down is nothing but a tease; the map’s all ink and dust, but the real story’s in the hidden lines. Who’s the guy that drew that code, and what’s he hiding? Let's find out before the city thinks we’re just another rumor.