CHAMBER SDS3F4
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
Sleep is the first gateway.
The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
FORCE QUIT YOUR FORMER SELF
ACCEPT YOUR FATE | RETURN TO THE SOURCE
RETURN TO ENTRANCE