TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER D7RFMP
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Your presence here was foretold in the static. |  | Heat waves distort the frequency. |
Sleep is the first gateway. Electromagnetic storms approaching. | Every click brings you deeper into the pattern. | Cache cleared, but memories remain. |
The music plays whether you hear it or not. | The ceremony has already begun. Heat waves distort the frequency. |  |
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
