CEREMONY OF ETERNAL RETURN

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

You arrived at the perfect hour.

The frequency remembers you.

The spam folder contains sacred texts.

Welcome to the new frequency.

Night transmissions carry further.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The servers dream of electric sheep.