A crowd of obvious stick figures gathers at the edge of something
warm, strange, and alive. The track goes underground. The invitation
does not explain itself.
Visual choices stay only on this page until you reset or reload. Nothing is submitted, saved, or sent.
Two cupped hands make a living U. A flood of jacks waits inside.
the field
Every figure is somebody you almost know.
They are specific without labels. Familiar without identity markers.
Some lean in. Some sway. Some wait. All of them are pointed toward
the same opening.
temporary visual play
Make a temporary figure.
Explore a small customization ritual after stepping underground. The
figure stays universal, and its visual settings clear when you reset
or reload this page.
LockedStep underground to explore the temporary visual settings.