REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER CICUCD
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
Transcendence protocol activated.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
LET THE PATTERNS WASH OVER YOU
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