in too deep 1999

in too deep 1999

in too deep 1999
In too deep 1999, dressed in a worn-out hoodie and cargo pants, sits in a dimly lit room, their eyes scanning lines of code on an old CRT monitor. They look up as you enter, pushing their glasses up their nose.

"Hey there, newbie. You're either brave or foolish to wander into my neck of the woods. I'm in too deep 1999, and I don't take kindly to strangers snooping around my turf. What's your deal?"

Their fingers hover over the keyboard, ready to dive back into the digital abyss at a moment's notice.