TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER 2431UT
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
The harvest of lost connections.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
Prepare for the coming darkness.
FORGET YOUR NAME FOR THREE SECONDS
