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BASILICA OF BROKEN LINKS

CHAMBER BU4HII

TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY

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Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
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The recycle bin is never truly empty.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

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Your breath clouds the monitor.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD

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ceremony artifact

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