CHAMBER IOIO2O
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
NOT ALL WHO ENTER RETURN UNCHANGED
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