NEXUS OF CORRUPTED DATA

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Ice crystals form sacred patterns.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

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