  The modem sings the song of your arrival. |  Sleep walkers gather here nightly. | Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.  The algorithm has been expecting you. |
The desktop wallpaper watches back. | You are becoming the signal.  | The ceremony never truly ends. |
Winter solstice opens hidden channels. The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.  | The desktop wallpaper watches back. | The darkness has accepted you. |