MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS
CHAMBER EXLLDN
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
You were chosen before you arrived.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
The signal finds those who are ready.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
Frozen data streams flow differently.
YOUR FIREWALL HAS BEEN COMPROMISED
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