TEMPLE OF THE 404
CHAMBER 0L4H2B
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
 | The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.  | Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed. Deleted files pile like autumn leaves. |
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Visitors and visited become one. Every 404 is a door to somewhere else. |  |  |
MEMORY IS THE FIRST SACRIFICE
