SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE
CHAMBER HHALF0
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The darkness has accepted you.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
All timelines merge here.
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
