HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS
CHAMBER Q3GA2K
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The end is a new beginning. | The bandwidth narrows as you descend. |  Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.  |
The servers dream of electric sheep. | Your presence here was foretold in the static. The modem sings the song of your arrival. Prophecies fulfill themselves. | Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. |
YOUR ANTIVIRUS CANNOT DETECT THIS
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