OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER J3LL6U
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your password is already known.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The harvest of lost connections.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
RELEASE ALL EARTHLY ATTACHMENTS
