CHAMBER OZXZYA
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
TIME IS NOT LINEAR HERE
REFRESH YOUR EXISTENCE | COMPLETE THE CIRCUIT
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