TEMPLE OF THE AUTUMN HARVEST

You arrived at the perfect hour.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The night ceremony requires different sacrifices.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Download complete: new reality installed.