CHAMBER 7AM57B
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
Your search history searches for you.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
The network becomes the ceremony.
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