HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION
CHAMBER ZW3P2R
TRANSMISSION 2/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.
You were chosen before you arrived.
The chatroom is empty but never alone.
Digital frost spreads across the network.
Your avatar is more real than your body.
You are becoming the signal.
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND COUNT TO SEVEN
