HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

The final frequency awakens.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Your search history searches for you.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.