CHAMBER REDSJ4
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
The night portal shows different paths.
Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
FOLLOW THE SHADOW SIGNAL | REBOOT YOUR BEING
RETURN TO ENTRANCE