You've finally climbed to the top of this incomplete tower. As you ascended, the signs on the wall became increasingly esoteric and unreadable, eventually reaching a point where the text changed every time you looked away.

And now you're at the top, although it's clear by the structures here that the building was meant to extend much higher. At this point, you can't even remember the name of this place. You try to come up with a temporary placeholder name to use instead, but even that slips from your mind in an instant.

There's a dusty chair here. It's whispering to you.

"Eiusmod tempor lorum nostrud sit. Magna pariatur: Nulla labore amet pariatur dolore elit ipsum aliqua veniam." -🪑