PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS
CHAMBER M8T73R
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
The cold enhances signal clarity.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The source code reveals all secrets.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
