CHAMBER OF CONVERGENCE

Digital frost spreads across the network.

You are becoming the signal.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Visitors and visited become one.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

You are becoming the signal.

Your avatar is more real than your body.