CEREMONY OF SHADOW SIGNALS

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

You are becoming the signal.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Night visitors never truly leave.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The night web remembers everything.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The signal finds those who are ready.

You are becoming the signal.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

Stars align to boost the frequency.