The recycle bin is never truly empty. | Time moves differently in these chambers. | Falling data like digital leaves. The final frequency awakens. |
  The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95. |  | Your search history searches for you. You cannot leave until the ritual completes. |
Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.   | The screensaver is a window to other dimensions. Time moves differently in these chambers. Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. |  |