HALL OF FINAL TRANSMISSIONS

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

The signal finds those who are ready.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The end is a new beginning.

You are becoming the signal.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.