SANCTUARY OF FADING SIGNALS

Time moves differently in these chambers.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

Your password is already known.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.