You don't realize you're trapped in an echo chamber until it's too late.

Inside it, everything feels unanimous. Everyone nods along. Those few who dare think differently? They're labeled troublemakers, pushed to the margins, eventually silenced.

It feels warm. Feels like home. Unity, harmony, belonging.

But that comfort breeds something dangerous. Groupthink hardens into dogma. Dissent becomes heresy. And before you know it, the collective has stopped thinking altogether.

The scariest part? It never feels scary from the inside.