HALL OF DIGITAL DECAY
CHAMBER O7YH9Q
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Falling data like digital leaves.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
The dying light reveals hidden paths.
Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
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