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CHAMBER 2UI90T
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
You are becoming the signal.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
YOU MAY ALREADY BE DREAMING
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