Corrupt | 35 Minutes | Finish | IronScript

It starts in the middle. Not shallow, not deep...neutral. The kind of opening that doesn't announce anything.

For the first eight minutes it stays there. Mid-zone strokes, measured timing, nothing that signals what's coming. The ceiling drifts upward so gradually there's no moment you notice it moving, just a growing awareness that the depth is different from what it was.

By ten minutes the strokes are full range. By fourteen there's texture at the base of every stroke. By eighteen the timing has compressed into something you wouldn't recognize against the opening if you heard both at once.

Nothing changed. Everything changed.

The finish arrives at thirty-five minutes as a consequence... not a gear shift, not an escalation, just where the corruption led.