REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

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

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The ceremony has already begun.

You are becoming the signal.

The end is a new beginning.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.