TEMPLE OF THE SLEEPLESS
CHAMBER BCVSDT
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
Your password is already known.
Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The network sheds its dead links.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Night transmissions carry further.
COOKIES WILL BE PLACED IN YOUR SOUL
ACCEPT YOUR FATE
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UNLOCK NOCTURNAL MYSTERIES
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
