OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER BO19LL
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
CTRL+ALT+DEL WILL NOT SAVE YOU
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