TEMPLE OF THE 404
CHAMBER YNSA3F
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
Sleep is the first gateway.
The firewall cannot protect you here.
You are becoming the signal.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
TYPE YOUR FEARS INTO THE VOID
