The Iguako Institute for Applied Unreality occupies a building that does not appear in the municipal register, on a plot that is taxed as vacant. It has no charter, no board, no funding and no stated purpose. It is, by every legal measure available, unoccupied.
It is also, by every practical measure available, extremely busy.
The Institute collects rooms. Not objects — rooms. Where a room cannot be moved, the Institute builds an identical one and waits. This has worked more often than it should.
Five wings are open to the public. A sixth is listed in the directory, printed on the plan, referenced in the terms of entry, and has never been found by anyone including the people who wrote those documents.
Photographs taken on arrival. Not retaken since.
No.
No. There is no server-side anything. Your room count lives in your browser's localStorage and is readable only by you. Clear it from the atrium.
Because it is a website pretending to be a building. Pretending is the entire exhibit.
Press C, or the button in the corner. CALM MODE stops every animation, every sound and every surprise, instantly, on every page.