OBSERVATORY OF DEAD STARS

CHAMBER RI0K89

TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY

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The firewall cannot protect you here.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

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The darkness between pixels speaks.

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Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

CLOSE YOUR EYES AND COUNT TO SEVEN

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