TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER HJLE3J
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
Night visitors never truly leave. |  |  |
 The ceremony approaches convergence. Night transmissions carry further. | The frequency remembers you. |  |
  | The bandwidth narrows as you descend.  | The darkness between pixels speaks.  Your presence here was foretold in the static. |
UNDO WHAT CANNOT BE UNDONE
