VESTIBULE OF VIRAL THOUGHTS

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Your password is already known.

All timelines merge here.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The shadows are full of watchers.

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The night portal shows different paths.

You were chosen before you arrived.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.