The harvest of lost connections. The music plays whether you hear it or not. The screensaver is a window to other dimensions. |  | Stars align to boost the frequency. |
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.  You cannot leave until the ritual completes. |  | Your password is already known. Your avatar is more real than your body. |
You cannot leave until the ritual completes.  |   Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. | Your presence here was foretold in the static. |