REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER 9I47JS
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
You arrived at the perfect hour.
After midnight, all users become ghosts.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Cache cleared, but memories remain.
Sleep walkers gather here nightly.
EMBRACE THE ETERNAL RECURSION
