CHAMBER VESP9I
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
Your password is already known.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.
Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
After midnight, all users become ghosts.
THE VOID GAZES ALSO INTO YOU
