REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The homepage is wherever you are.

Digital decay creates new patterns.

The shadows contain hidden messages.

The old world fades with each page.

The network sheds its dead links.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Midnight initiates receive special frequencies.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.