GATEWAY TO THE SUBLIME FREQUENCY

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The homepage is wherever you are.

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

You arrived at the perfect hour.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Dreams and data merge after midnight.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.