CEMETERY OF DEAD LINKS

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Connection established with the eternal.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Download complete: new reality installed.