HALL OF WINTER STATIC

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

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The ceremony never truly ends.

All timelines merge here.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

All timelines merge here.

The final frequency awakens.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.