MONASTERY OF MIDNIGHT MONKS
CHAMBER PWM3TA
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
The cold preserves deleted memories.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
DOUBLE-CLICK TO ENTER THE TRANCE
ACCEPT YOUR FATE
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