TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

Welcome to the new frequency.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The harvest of lost connections.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.