PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS
CHAMBER AFYP9B
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The old world fades with each page.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
THE ALGORITHM OWNS YOUR THOUGHTS
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