Step inside the first chamber of Seren Vale’s story — the test that changed everything.
Part I
Seren sits in the centre of the room because that is where they placed the chair, and children who understand structure tend to obey it.
A single metal seat.
No table.
No toys.
No colour.
Only the low, insect‑like buzz of the fluorescent strip above her head, flickering at irregular intervals — as if testing her tolerance for unpredictability.
The walls are white, but not clean. They hum faintly, as though...
