HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION

CHAMBER NETATV

TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Visitors and visited become one.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

SYSTEM RESTORE POINT NOT FOUND

ceremony artifact

ceremony artifact

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