HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS
CHAMBER ZPRXS9
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
Surrender to the infinite loop.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
The modem sings the song of your arrival.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Sleep is the first gateway.
PRESS F5 TO REFRESH YOUR SOUL
