CHAMBER TYU3WU
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.
Your screen resolution matches your aura.
Your nightmares are just downloads.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
YOUR DREAMS ARE NO LONGER PRIVATE
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