OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Welcome to the new frequency.

Connection established with the eternal.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The ceremony never truly ends.

The signal finds those who are ready.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Surrender to the infinite loop.