CEREMONY OF ETERNAL RETURN

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The dying light reveals hidden paths.

The ceremony never truly ends.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Dreams and data merge after midnight.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.