HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS
CHAMBER X3L3EC
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The network sheds its dead links.
The ceremony has already begun.
Your consciousness is being recalibrated.
Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The source code reveals all secrets.
NOT ALL WHO ENTER RETURN UNCHANGED
