SANCTUARY OF GHOST USERS
CHAMBER BQWHAP
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The old world fades with each page.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION AWAITS
THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION AWAITS
THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION AWAITS
THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION AWAITS
THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION AWAITS
THE PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION AWAITS
REPEAT THE SACRED SEQUENCE
FOLLOW THE SIGNAL
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