CHAMBER P8BFIP
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The darkness between pixels speaks.
The end is a new beginning.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
Your dreams are being monitored.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The task manager cannot end this process.
Night visitors never truly leave.
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
