SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE
CHAMBER XPLTSF
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The network becomes the ceremony. | The network becomes the ceremony. The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps. Digital frost spreads across the network. | The old world fades with each page.  |
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.   | The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps. The chatroom is empty but never alone. | You were chosen before you arrived. |
SOME DOORS CANNOT BE CLOSED
