TEMPLE OF THE 404
CHAMBER XJCZ7T
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your password is already known.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
The end is a new beginning.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
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