CHAMBER GP4GP6
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
COOKIES WILL BE PLACED IN YOUR SOUL
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