HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION
CHAMBER D52VPP
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
MEMORY IS THE FIRST SACRIFICE
