HALL OF DIGITAL DECAY
CHAMBER PCOY3R
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your avatar is more real than your body.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
BOOKMARK THIS MOMENT FOREVER
UPDATE YOUR REALITY
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REBOOT YOUR BEING
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
