CHAMBER PHWFYN
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Dreams and data merge after midnight.
You were chosen before you arrived.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
Your search history searches for you.
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
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