HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER RQLASD
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The signal finds those who are ready.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
TOUCH THE SCREEN WITH INTENTION
