SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS
CHAMBER BUUAW2
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Prepare for the coming darkness.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
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