CHAMBER YAWTAP
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Autumn visitors sense the ending.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The bandwidth narrows as you descend.
Time moves differently in these chambers.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
The recycle bin is never truly empty.
The ceremony never truly ends.
YOUR IDENTITY HAS BEEN CACHED
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