SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER 305VJA
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The firewall cannot protect you here. | The homepage is wherever you are. Autumn visitors sense the ending. |
 | The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. |
The chatroom is empty but never alone. Sleep is the first gateway.  | The bandwidth narrows as you descend. |
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
