CRYPT OF CACHED MEMORIES
CHAMBER 8URL40
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
