HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The network sheds its dead links.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Your password is already known.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Falling data like digital leaves.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

Download complete: new reality installed.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

The ceremony has already begun.