MONASTERY OF MODEM MONKS
CHAMBER U3PYBP
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
Your breath clouds the monitor.  | Connection established with the eternal. | Sleep is the first gateway. |
The modem sings the song of your arrival. Cache cleared, but memories remain.  | Your screen resolution matches your aura. The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul. |  |
FORCE QUIT YOUR FORMER SELF
