[table][row][/row][row][cell][h3][b]BadMotorFinger[/b][/h3][/cell][cell][/cell][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/tpUp6q2.jpeg[/img][hr][sub]| Gateway to the Room a Thousand Years Wide |[/sub] [i]"Here comes your wound, your memory, your age, your sound…"[/i] [hr][sup][b]ORIGINS & CREATIONS:[/b] | Unknown, believed to be born from Soundgarden itself. | [b]TYPE:[/b] | Dimensional Key | [b]LOCATION:[/b] | Last seen in the possession of Einar Shepard, traversing the hidden corridors of Cornell. | [b]NOTABLE OWNERS:[/b] | Einar Shepard, the current user. | [b]ABSTRACTION-GRANTING:[/b] | No. | [color=2e2c2c].............................................................................[/color][/sup][/center][/cell][cell]BadMotorFinger is an artifact of quiet menace and strange rhythm. Initially, it appears simple—just a metal talisman—but it hums beneath consciousness, vibrating at the core of the world. Holding it makes time feel slightly distorted; bones seem to remember a rhythm the mind cannot articulate. BadMotorFinger grants access to the Room A Thousand Years wide- which is, at first, a simple, blank room: four walls, a floor, a ceiling, nothing more. Step inside, and the world outside pauses. Reappear wherever you can imagine, anywhere you can picture—but with every use, the room[i] grows.[/i] Walls stretch, ceilings rise, floors extend—time and effort do not pass outside, but inside the room, the space swells. Repetition turns simplicity into vastness; eventually, what was once a moment to traverse may take years to cross. Over time, escape turns labyrinthine; what once took moments could someday require years to traverse-though the outside world remains unchanged.The artifact resonates with sound and memory beyond words: like a battlefield compressed into a single note, like guitars distorting reality, like a choir sung by countless unseen voices. It serves as a gateway, a trap, a whispering presence, and a reminder of the cost of stepping outside the song of the world.[/cell][/row][/table]