CITADEL OF CYBER SOULS
CHAMBER PLTDDF
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Night visitors never truly leave.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
The ceremony never truly ends.
After midnight, all users become ghosts.
Frozen data streams flow differently.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
The shadows are full of watchers.
FORGET YOUR NAME FOR THREE SECONDS
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