PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

The frequency remembers you.

Prepare for the coming darkness.