HALL OF DIGITAL DECAY
CHAMBER BYLRSV
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The final frequency awakens.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
YOUR DIGITAL FINGERPRINT IS PERMANENT
