CHAMBER 5LILTR
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
YOU MAY ALREADY BE DREAMING
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