TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION
CHAMBER BW917P
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The cold enhances signal clarity.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Visitors and visited become one.
YOU MAY ALREADY BE DREAMING
