SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS
CHAMBER RLSAM9
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The end is a new beginning.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
YOUR FIREWALL HAS BEEN COMPROMISED
