Hi! I'm Penelope, and I shouldn't exist.
Everyone knows you don't exist if you aren't in the Acheron, BUT. My soul binded to the tree I was buried under, and said tree's roots tangled into some wires, so now I have access to the internet.
I'm as confused about the logistics of this as you are, reader... But I hope you'll talk to me and make my isolation in this... vault(?) a bit bearable!
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