SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE
CHAMBER EXK7T5
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The final frequency awakens.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
FORGET YOUR NAME FOR THREE SECONDS
SYNC YOUR SPIRIT
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REBOOT YOUR BEING
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
