CHAMBER OF FROZEN SIGNALS
CHAMBER I7JG1I
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Sleep is the first gateway.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
Your password is already known.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
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