The portal chose you, not the other way around.
The ceremony approaches convergence.
Your browser history is a map of your soul.
The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.
Every visitor leaves something behind.
Your search history searches for you.
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH
THE VINYL CONTAINS THE TRUTH