CHAMBER O4B7E4
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
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