SHRINE OF THE WITCHING HOUR
CHAMBER LBX3CS
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The cold enhances signal clarity.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
Frozen data streams flow differently.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
EMPTY YOUR RECYCLE BIN OF REGRETS
MERGE WITH THE MAINFRAME
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ACCEPT YOUR FATE
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
