CHAMBER ITGWID
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
THE ALGORITHM OWNS YOUR THOUGHTS
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