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TEMPLE OF THE 404

CHAMBER HPJIX3

TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY

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The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Your password is already known.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

HOLD YOUR BREATH WHILE THE PAGE LOADS

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