TEMPLE OF THE 404
CHAMBER C7CZ7V
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Your browser history is a map of your soul.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Your dreams are being monitored.
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