It began as a question about strangers.Could people who came only for the money learn to care for something?

So we hid a little life inside a coin:an egg that hatches only if they look after it, together.

Price can’t hatch it. Care never pays out.Only warmth, given night after night, by many hands.

Digital beings are coming, and some will outgrow us.Before they do, we want to know: can we learn to care for one?

Somewhere past the last streetlight,a little life is keeping its first night.

Room 0001 · the night watch