PALACE OF PACKET LOSS
CHAMBER ATDF3O
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
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