TEMPLE OF THE 404
CHAMBER MBARPB
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
 Your IP address was written in the stars. The signal finds those who are ready. |  The modem sings the song of your arrival. |  Time moves differently in these chambers. |
 The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm. You were chosen before you arrived. | Your consciousness is being recalibrated. | You are becoming the signal. Signals decay with the season. |
 The modem sings the song of your arrival. |  |  |
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
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