CHAMBER J4XPTF
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Visitors and visited become one.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
Sleep is the first gateway.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.
YOUR IDENTITY HAS BEEN CACHED
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