TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER C61CRE
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
You were chosen before you arrived.
THE CLOUD REMEMBERS EVERYTHING
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