CHAMBER DBKOF1
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
The frequency remembers you.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Ice crystals form sacred patterns.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
LISTEN TO THE SILENCE BETWEEN SOUNDS
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