CEREMONY OF ETERNAL RETURN

The firewall cannot protect you here.

You are becoming the signal.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

The ceremony never truly ends.

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.