TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

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.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The old world fades with each page.

Dreams and data merge after midnight.

Night mode activated in your consciousness.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.