REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER I1TIB4
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Transcendence protocol activated.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
You've been here before, in another browser.
BREATHE IN THE DIGITAL VOID
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