REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER DPQL4I
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The sun cannot reach these depths.
The old world fades with each page.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
The longest day brings deepest visions.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The old world fades with each page.
The ceremony never truly ends.
DRAG AND DROP YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
