HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS

CHAMBER B7IQM5

TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The frequency remembers you.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

YOU MAY ALREADY BE DREAMING

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