REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER 6H285M
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Your digital shadow grows longer.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
WHISPER YOUR PASSWORD TO THE SCREEN
