GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY
CHAMBER R4GRCE
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The old world fades with each page.
The ceremony has already begun.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The cold enhances signal clarity.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
