SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS
CHAMBER CHRNB4
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.  The recycle bin is never truly empty. |  Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul. The dying light reveals hidden paths. |  |
 |   Your digital shadow grows longer. | The servers dream of electric sheep. |
 | Your browser history is a map of your soul. | The old world fades with each page. |
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
