CEMETERY OF DEAD LINKS

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Your password is already known.

You were chosen before you arrived.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Falling data like digital leaves.

Your search history searches for you.

The end is a new beginning.

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

Sleep is the first gateway.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Download complete: new reality installed.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.