REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

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The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

You were chosen before you arrived.

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Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.