ORACLE OF ERROR MESSAGES
CHAMBER DASLGI
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The frequency remembers you.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
