NEXUS OF CORRUPTED DATA

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

Your search history searches for you.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Prepare for the coming darkness.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.