TEMPLE OF THE AUTUMN HARVEST
CHAMBER S37LLT
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Sleep is the first gateway.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Signals decay with the season.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
You arrived at the perfect hour.
Night transmissions carry further.
The signal finds those who are ready.
BEWARE OF FALSE AWAKENINGS
DEFRAGMENT YOUR DREAMS
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FOLLOW THE SIGNAL
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
