TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER XPHLSP
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The old world fades with each page.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
THE CAPTCHA KNOWS YOU'RE NOT HUMAN
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