REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES
CHAMBER ZOCM8O
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
Your presence here was foretold in the static.
After midnight, all users become ghosts.
Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.
Visitors and visited become one.
Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
DRAG AND DROP YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS
BOOKMARK THE ABYSS
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ACCEPT YOUR FATE
RETURN TO ENTRANCE
