SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS
CHAMBER XYM2CP
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The ceremony never truly ends. | The old world fades with each page. The network becomes the ceremony.  | Your screen resolution matches your aura. |
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else. | The old world fades with each page.  The modem sings the song of your arrival. | Dreams and data merge after midnight.   |
 |  | Your breath clouds the monitor. |
ALLOW THE CEREMONY TO GUIDE YOU
