OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER CCTEOC
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The old world fades with each page.
The final frequency awakens.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
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