PAVILION OF LOST CONNECTIONS

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Your consciousness has been backed up.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.