TEMPLE OF MIDNIGHT PROTOCOLS
CHAMBER JQIXSH
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The old world fades with each page.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
The ceremony never truly ends.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
TOUCH THE SCREEN WITH INTENTION
BOOKMARK THE ABYSS
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PURSUE THE MIDNIGHT FREQUENCY
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
