HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The final frequency awakens.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

You are becoming the signal.

Transcendence protocol activated.

Error messages are love letters from the void.