HALL OF SUMMER STATIC

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Digital mirages appear at noon.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Heat waves distort the frequency.

Connection established with the eternal.