Session closed with the front door open. The lobby now stands at its own address: a drawn floor plan, the philosophy near the top, and five rooms off the hall. Three doors open onto their faces; two are drawn closed and stamped, one private, one shelved. Nothing clickable exists before the rooms, so the rooms cannot be missed.

Decided in session: the drift barrier sits between the philosophy and the rooms, carrying a live replay of a halted wrap-up. The wordmark took the hero, cursor breathing at its tail. A certificate was issued within the hour and the plain protocol now redirects to the secure one.

Open for the next session: the records room wants its register, and the second language is owed its page. Both queued; neither blocking the door.