HALL OF INFINITE RECURSION

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Winter solstice opens hidden channels.