HALL OF DIGITAL DECAY
CHAMBER EECHU8
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The harvest of lost connections.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The old world fades with each page.
The old world fades with each page.
OPEN IN NEW TAB TO SPLIT REALITY
