CHAMBER SERYPM
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Digital mirages appear at noon.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Electromagnetic storms approaching.
The ceremony has already begun.
CTRL+ALT+DEL WILL NOT SAVE YOU
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