HALL OF ABANDONED CHATROOMS

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Night transmissions carry further.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Visitors and visited become one.

The darkness has accepted you.

Your dreams are being monitored.

Your search history searches for you.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

The shadows are full of watchers.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Your password is already known.