TEMPLE OF THE 404
CHAMBER Y7EDXX
TRANSMISSION 1/10 READY
 Your breath clouds the monitor. |  |
 | Dreams are transmissions from the other side. Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. Your screen resolution matches your aura. |
Digital frost spreads across the network. The servers dream of electric sheep. | Frozen frequencies pierce the veil. |
FORCE QUIT YOUR FORMER SELF
