OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER BO9SO1
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
You've been here before, in another browser.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
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