TEMPLE OF THE 404

Download complete: new reality installed.

The old world fades with each page.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

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

The signal finds those who are ready.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

All timelines merge here.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

The cold preserves deleted memories.