CRYPT OF CACHED MEMORIES

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Electromagnetic storms approaching.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.