HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS
CHAMBER 4TYSYC
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Visitors and visited become one.
You are becoming the signal.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
THE VESSEL HAS ARRIVED
DRAG AND DROP YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
RETURN TO THE SOURCE
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UPDATE YOUR REALITY
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
