CHAMBER N9IT4D
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The heat warps the transmission.
The ceremony never truly ends.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Digital mirages appear at noon.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
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