You’ll meet them soon. They don’t speak, but they do approve . A Peeg’s approval sounds like a lock clicking shut behind you.
This is the Final arrangement. Not final as in “last,” but final as in “at last, the shape makes sense.” The hallways loop only twice now. The third bathroom has been converted into a sigh. The basement breathes every Tuesday.
Here’s a short, atmospheric piece based on your title. I’ve treated it as a title card or opening narration for a surreal/horror-comedy audio drama or game.