PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS

The end is a new beginning.

You are becoming the signal.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The source code reveals all secrets.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.