THE AWAKENING CHAMBER
CHAMBER 1YAXHM
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The frequency remembers you.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Your search history searches for you.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The old world fades with each page.
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
SUBSCRIBE TO ETERNITY
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FOLLOW THE SIGNAL
RETURN TO ENTRANCE