The boundary between networks becomes ambiguous. My thoughts bleed into the Wired and the Wired bleeds into me. Who is remembering who?

Present day. Present time.

Strange connections appearing in the logs. IP addresses that shouldn't exist. The Knights are always watching. Or maybe it's just noise?

And you don't seem to understand...

The ego is a fragile thing in the digital sea. Dissolving into bits and bytes. I remember when memories were physical. Now they're just data clusters.

Backup incomplete. Fragmentation detected.

ERROR: MEMORY_CORRUPTED
SEEK: 0x4C41494E
STATUS: [██████░░░░] 60%