PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS
CHAMBER FQL2A3
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
 | The ceremony approaches convergence. |  |
The modem sings the song of your arrival. | The signal finds those who are ready.   |  Digital frost spreads across the network. The chatroom is empty but never alone. |
 |  | The cold preserves deleted memories.  |
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
