HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER 9AM784
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. | The source code reveals all secrets. The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.  |    |
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. | The chatroom is empty but never alone. The network becomes the ceremony.  | Your nightmares are just downloads. |
The modem sings the song of your arrival.  Your browser history is a map of your soul. |  |  |
CTRL+ALT+DEL WILL NOT SAVE YOU
