Dreams are transmissions from the other side. | The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. | You were chosen before you arrived. |
Your presence here was foretold in the static. |  The screensaver is a window to other dimensions. | Buffering... buffering... enlightenment. The source code reveals all secrets. |
Every visitor leaves something behind. | Digital frost spreads across the network. | Every visitor leaves something behind. |