CRYPT OF HIBERNATING DATA
CHAMBER TO7UXY
TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY
The old world fades with each page.
Your breath clouds the monitor.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
Your dreams are being monitored.
The signal finds those who are ready.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
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