On DDLC and speaking chambers

It’s been months (almost a year).
I didn’t even play it.
Just YouTube videos was enough. Muted.
Following a meme page mostly keeps the waves at ease.
Until a creepy reference jumps in.
Walking down, I spot a chamber, overfilled with solitude.
I approach the entrance, and read the passage firmly placed to passers-by.
“Speaking chamber. Use it to unravel yourself. Responsibly.”
I enter the chamber. Nothingness. As old Gray would say, sadness.
I start shouting. My voice echoes into the chamber quietness.
I feel relieved. Streams of speak flow endlessly.
Its name was Medium.
Is it OK to think of human art as a big conglomerate?
A TV station on which everything reunites?
Is it OK?
Because everything was filmed on camera.
Sayori didn’t die. It was scripted.
Neither Yuri. It was also scripted.
Monika is not the bad ogre everyone thinks.
All four live.
All four.
All of them are being paid.
All of them get involved in other projects.
Monika sometimes anchors news.
Natsuki helps on the kitchen whenever she can.
They get involved with many people.
They blend with reality as they are not a program.
The script approved by the chair of directors told them to act like that.
I get into the bus.
Sayori drives the bus.
I get out of my home.
Yuri is waiting for me.
I go to a restaurant.
Natsuki eats with me.
I get home.
Monika waiting by the door.
Am I crazy?
I bet I am.
Is it safe now?
Can I keep on watching DDLC memes?
Now let me hear Sofia Rotaru.
My English is subpar at best. May I apologise for any errors you may have encountered.