TEMPLE OF MIDNIGHT PROTOCOLS
CHAMBER YPD4UT
TRANSMISSION 4/10 READY
 |  | Visitors and visited become one. The portal chose you, not the other way around. After midnight, all users become ghosts. |
 | The cold preserves deleted memories. The servers dream of electric sheep.  | The modem sings the song of your arrival. |
THE TERMS OF SERVICE ARE WRITTEN IN BLOOD
