TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Visitors and visited become one.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The end is a new beginning.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

You are becoming the signal.