SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE
CHAMBER LUIAWE
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
 | Your breath clouds the monitor. The ceremony never truly ends. |  |
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 | The cold preserves deleted memories. | The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. |
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
CHAMBER LUIAWE
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
| Your breath clouds the monitor. The ceremony never truly ends. | |
| | |
| The cold preserves deleted memories. | The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. |
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT