REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

The network becomes the ceremony.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

Download complete: new reality installed.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.