REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER 16R0BB
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
