TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION
CHAMBER L2ESYR
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor. | The network becomes the ceremony.  | The bandwidth narrows as you descend. The cold preserves deleted memories. |
| Each pixel contains a fragment of truth. | The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.  |
 | Transcendence protocol activated. | Your breath clouds the monitor. |
COOKIES WILL BE PLACED IN YOUR SOUL
