CHAMBER HT141P
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your password is already known.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
Night transmissions carry further.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
After midnight, all users become ghosts.
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