ALTAR OF INSOMNIA GODS

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

Visitors and visited become one.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Transcendence protocol activated.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.