HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER 00TPXY
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The final frequency awakens.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
