TOMB OF DELETED HISTORIES
CHAMBER W3SZ3A
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The homepage is wherever you are.
The final frequency awakens.
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.
Pop-ups are portals in disguise.
The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.
Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.
Your password is already known.
The spam folder contains sacred texts.
ALLOW THE CEREMONY TO GUIDE YOU
