HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The network sheds its dead links.

All timelines merge here.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.

The end is a new beginning.

The network becomes the ceremony.

The ceremony has already begun.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Time moves differently in these chambers.