PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS
CHAMBER C0G6L6
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
The network becomes the ceremony.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
WHISPER YOUR PASSWORD TO THE SCREEN
