HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS
CHAMBER FDPRIF
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
YOUR SESSION HAS NO EXPIRATION
