GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY
CHAMBER OCTWCR
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Cache cleared, but memories remain.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
You arrived at the perfect hour.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The network sheds its dead links.
HOLD YOUR BREATH WHILE THE PAGE LOADS
