PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS
CHAMBER FU0L1Y
TRANSMISSION 3/10 READY
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.
Visitors and visited become one.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
The portal chose you, not the other way around.
MINIMIZE ALL WINDOWS TO YOUR PAST
