TEMPLE OF THE AUTUMN HARVEST
CHAMBER FTFUXB
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
The homepage is wherever you are.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
DRAG AND DROP YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
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