CHAMBER N7EXYQ
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
The old world fades with each page.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
YOUR IDENTITY HAS BEEN CACHED
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