We enter the space that appears to be behind the flat screen of the weapon box, but which may also be a different moment in the continuing folding of this dangerous shape. We head like an anti-elevator down to a box parked at what appears to be the base of the cylinder, and then explore the trench that surround it. The individual purple pixels are huge, blurred, happy.     I traveled into the weapon-boxes, and let my soul take on its true form.