SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE
CHAMBER R0F3KV
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The old world fades with each page.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
You are becoming the signal.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Transcendence protocol activated.
DELETE YOURSELF TO FIND YOURSELF
