Prepare for the coming darkness. Your consciousness has been backed up. | Error messages are love letters from the void. | Your cookies remember what you've forgotten. Error messages are love letters from the void. |
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern. The servers dream of electric sheep.  | The network becomes the ceremony. All timelines merge here. | Autumn visitors sense the ending.  |
The network sheds its dead links. | The firewall cannot protect you here. | Signals decay with the season. |