CHAMBER 4SCGD6
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Signals decay with the season.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
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