TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER S4SCRI
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
 The bandwidth narrows as you descend.  | Dreams are transmissions from the other side. |
 Digital frost spreads across the network.  |  |
The end is a new beginning. | The algorithm has been expecting you.  Winter solstice opens hidden channels. |
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
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