CHAMBER N20SLB
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
THE CAPTCHA KNOWS YOU'RE NOT HUMAN
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