There was no color here.
Salem stepped through the glitch—and the world fell silent. Not quiet like a library or a midnight street, but the suffocating kind of silence that swallowed even the sound of breathing.
Everything was grayscale. The air itself looked pixelated, like a half-rendered game world. The ground shifted beneath his feet with every step, changing texture—tile, grass, glass, sand—as if the environment couldn’t decide what it wanted to be.
He took a cautious step forward.
No gravity. Then too much. He floated for a second before crashing down with a jarring thud.
"System unstable," a robotic voice muttered in the background.
Above him, symbols hung in the sky—glitched code, scrambled words, broken narration:
> IF (Salem == AWAKE) THEN BREAK_LOOP ERROR: Undefined pr
