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In a cracked-brick alley lost to time
Past a sign with faded stars and grime
There stands a booth all red and chrome
A rusted gate between the known
Its dial glows in hues of jade
The cord still warm from calls once made
They say at night, if you speak a name
The city bends and plays a game
So pick it up, just once, don't stall
The numbers haunt the chambered wall
A voice will whisper from below
"Wherever you go, you're not alone
Down, down into the sound
Of wires humming underground
Through shifting doors of glass and chrome
The city breathes beneath its bones
Number Nine... you're right on time
Leave behind your life, your rhyme
Step beyond the rotary
And fall into the memory
Mirrors flash, the tone distorts
You're weightless through forgotten ports
You pass through worlds of steam and light
Where shadows sing and clocks take flight
A vagrant knight sells haunted maps
A ferryman counts thunderclaps
A girl with keys in silver hair
Tells fortunes wrapped in static air
"All your calls are being recorded
for transformation
This number is no longer in service
unless you dream
Down, down into the code
The ringing leads to no known road
The line is dead, yet still it speaks
In riddles sung by phantom freaks
Number Nine, last chance to choose
Say goodbye to all you lose
Cross the tone and you'll arrive
In the world that eats the hive
If you find the booth one day
With moss upon the tiles of gray
And hear a dial tone so deep
Be careful what you seek
For those who call and slip below
May never find the world they know
But some are born to fall through lines
And live in Number Nine