You're traveling far beyond the known,
Through veils of whispers, cracks in stone.
Not only sight, not only sound,
But mind itself—unchained, unbound.

A signpost looms, its edges frayed,
A gateway carved in shadow’s shade.
A road that bends, distorts, unseams,
A corridor of fractured dreams.

You unlock this door—the Black Door wide,
Beyond it, Doors of Infinity collide.
A twisting path, grotesque, obscene,
Where nothing is and all has been.

A place between—where senses fray,
Where echoes slither, twist, decay.
Between the light and creeping shade,
Between the known and unmade.

Do not adjust, do not resist,
Let trembling hands caress the mist.
We pull the strings, we shape the night,
We'll blur your soul, we'll steal your sight.

The Black Door yawns, the void unknown,
Jim whispers secrets flesh has sown.
Step through, step deep—your fate is sealed,
All reason lost, all truth revealed.

Now hush, sit back—relax, drift in,
The grand delusion will begin.

You've just crossed over—
There’s no way home—
Your next stop lies in fate’s control.

A world unc