TOMB OF DELETED NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER SURHOF
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
Falling data like digital leaves.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
The darkness amplifies the signal.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
Click three times at the stroke of midnight
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