FURNACE OF OVERCLOCKED SOULS
CHAMBER 6QI9E9
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Your password is already known.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The ceremony never truly ends.
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
