HALL OF WINTER STATIC

CHAMBER UFT8PC

TRANSMISSION 7/10 READY

The old world fades with each page.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

The signal finds those who are ready.

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