CRYPT OF NOCTURNAL MEMORIES
CHAMBER H2U3V9
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The ceremony never truly ends. |  The modem sings the song of your arrival.  |
  |   Your presence here was foretold in the static. |
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. | Darkness reveals what daylight conceals. The frequency remembers you. |
MEMORY IS THE FIRST SACRIFICE
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