CHAMBER BQMON9
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
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