SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER IRRMTO
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The frequency remembers you.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Falling data like digital leaves.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
After midnight, all users become ghosts.
NOCTURNAL TRANSMISSION DETECTED
