REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER EOOK4A
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
LISTEN TO THE SILENCE BETWEEN SOUNDS
