HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS
CHAMBER ISLDO0
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The old world fades with each page.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
You were chosen before you arrived.
Your search history searches for you.
You've been here before, in another browser.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
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