CHAMBER PST0Z2
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
You are becoming the signal.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
The ceremony never truly ends.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The old world fades with each page.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
HOLD YOUR BREATH WHILE THE PAGE LOADS
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