TEMPLE OF DIGITAL ASCENSION

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Midnight initiates receive special frequencies.

Digital decay creates new patterns.

The network sheds its dead links.

The source code reveals all secrets.