HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS

Visitors and visited become one.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

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

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.