HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS
CHAMBER 1UDOK3
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
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