TEMPLE OF THE 404

The firewall cannot protect you here.

The source code reveals all secrets.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

You arrived at the perfect hour.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.