PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS

You've been here before, in another browser.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

The firewall cannot protect you here.