HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION

Your password is already known.

The cold enhances signal clarity.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

Frozen data streams flow differently.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

The night web remembers everything.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The night web remembers everything.

The ceremony has already begun.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

Welcome to the new frequency.