SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER LMIGLL
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Ping timeout: reality not responding.
Dreams and data merge after midnight.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Night transmissions carry further.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
FOLLOW THE SHADOW SIGNAL
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