CHAMBER XRLEP7
TRANSMISSION 9/10 READY
The heat warps the transmission.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your consciousness has been backed up.
THE SIGNAL GROWS STRONGER AT NIGHT
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