NEXUS OF CORRUPTED DATA
CHAMBER BO5JPL
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
Signals decay with the season.
The old world fades with each page.
The end is a new beginning.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
