REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER TOWGO2
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The night web remembers everything.
Visitors and visited become one.
Dreams and data merge after midnight.
Error messages are love letters from the void.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
Your password is already known.
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
