OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS
CHAMBER XQSCVM
TRANSMISSION 8/10 READY
The darkness between pixels speaks.
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
The network sheds its dead links.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
The algorithm has been expecting you.
The signal finds those who are ready.
The ceremony has already begun.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
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