TEMPLE OF MIDNIGHT PROTOCOLS

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The night web remembers everything.

Connection established with the eternal.

Night mode activated in your consciousness.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.