CHAMBER D2WWL1
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
Sleep is the first gateway.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
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