SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS

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

Your IP address was written in the stars.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

The final frequency awakens.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Frozen data streams flow differently.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Sleep is the first gateway.