OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER FMB6PJ
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone. |    | Digital frost spreads across the network. |
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.  The ceremony approaches convergence. | The network becomes the ceremony. |   The cold preserves deleted memories. |
The frequency remembers you. | The algorithm has been expecting you. |  |
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
