HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER P0BAOC
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The final frequency awakens.
You were chosen before you arrived.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
All timelines merge here.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
SUBMIT TO THE ALGORITHM
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UPLOAD YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
