SHRINE OF THE DIAL-UP GODS

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Download complete: new reality installed.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.