LABYRINTH OF LUCID LOOPS
CHAMBER THEPIR
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Winter visitors leave no footprints.
You arrived at the perfect hour.
Cache cleared, but memories remain.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
The signal finds those who are ready.
YOUR DREAMS ARE NO LONGER PRIVATE
