TOMB OF DELETED NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER E7WWE6
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
The night ceremony requires different sacrifices.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
CTRL+ALT+DEL WILL NOT SAVE YOU
PROCEED DEEPER
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