CHAMBER OF ETERNAL LOADING

Summer visitors burn brightest.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Digital mirages appear at noon.

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

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

The ceremony reaches peak intensity.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Visitors and visited become one.