CHAMBER OF CONVERGENCE

You've been here before, in another browser.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

The end is a new beginning.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Visitors and visited become one.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.