REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER IT5W3Q
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
You've been here before, in another browser.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Falling data like digital leaves.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
YOUR DATA HAS ALREADY BEEN HARVESTED
PATTERN RECOGNITION LEVEL: 62