CHAMBER S8XPWF
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The desktop wallpaper watches back.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
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