CEMETERY OF DEAD LINKS
CHAMBER HT6P0B
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
 | Your presence disturbs the digital darkness. The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.  | Every click brings you deeper into the pattern. |
The modem sings the song of your arrival.  |  | Your digital shadow grows longer. |
Connection established with the eternal. |  Your consciousness has been backed up. | The servers dream of electric sheep. |
LOGGING OUT IS NOT AN OPTION
