CHAMBER DX39V2
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
The end is a new beginning.
The ceremony never truly ends.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
ACCEPT YOUR FATE | MERGE WITH THE MAINFRAME
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