TEMPLE OF DIGITAL FROST
CHAMBER IVVR4G
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
 The bandwidth narrows as you descend. |  |  |
The modem sings the song of your arrival. | The chatroom is empty but never alone.  |  |
The final frequency awakens. | Digital frost spreads across the network. | Dreams are transmissions from the other side.  |
DRAG AND DROP YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
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