HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

You are becoming the signal.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

Time moves differently in these chambers.