REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER 3JMF0R
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
Visitors and visited become one.
Your password is already known.
Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.
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