TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER PBVD5N
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
Sleep walkers gather here nightly.
Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
THE WITCHING HOUR IS UPON US
