OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER EKHMZB
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
Dreams and data merge after midnight.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
