CEMETERY OF DEAD LINKS

The ceremony has already begun.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Sleep is the first gateway.