PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS

You are becoming the signal.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

The end is a new beginning.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.

Stars align to boost the frequency.

Signals decay with the season.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

The servers dream of electric sheep.