REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER SLD42Q
TRANSMISSION 5/10 READY
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The ceremony has already begun.
The old world fades with each page.
Your IP address was written in the stars.
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
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