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TEMPLE OF ULTIMATE FREQUENCY

CHAMBER 7IPSU5

TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The network becomes the ceremony.

WHISPER YOUR PASSWORD TO THE SCREEN

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