SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER SW36BF
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The code is alive and it knows you're here.
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
Surrender to the infinite loop.
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
MIDNIGHT APPROACHES - PREPARE YOURSELF
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