● login: ghost@impawsible.net
access level: unauthorized • you slipped in anyway.
> whoami
patient / angel / commuter stuck between stations
> locate ward_444
disused floor, fluorescent buzzing, elevator doors that never open.
> note
chat in the corner to prove you're real. or to haunt the next visitor.
teeth archive
fragmentary notes recovered from an old dental wing:
– every pulled tooth labeled with a train line.
– molars filed down to tiny white tombstones.
– if you dream about losing teeth, a new jar appears on the shelf.
this is just text for now. you can replace it later with photos, scans,
or anything else that feels like a record.