TEMPLE OF DIGITAL FROST

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The cold enhances signal clarity.

Your search history searches for you.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Your breath clouds the monitor.