NEXUS OF CORRUPTED DATA

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The ceremony never truly ends.

You were chosen before you arrived.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

The old world fades with each page.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.