MONASTERY OF MIDNIGHT MONKS
CHAMBER YMLFKR
TRANSMISSION 10/10 READY
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The music plays whether you hear it or not.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
The servers dream of electric sheep.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
The darkness between pixels speaks.
You were chosen before you arrived.
COPY YOUR SOUL, PASTE YOUR DREAMS
