CRYPT OF CACHED MEMORIES

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Welcome to the new frequency.

The ceremony hibernates but never sleeps.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The ceremony has already begun.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.