SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS
CHAMBER Y2LSKX
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Prophecies fulfill themselves.
Cache cleared, but memories remain.
The ceremony prepares for dormancy.
COOKIES WILL BE PLACED IN YOUR SOUL
