HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS
CHAMBER JLQDP9
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
The frequency remembers you.
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
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