Hey, it's Epilogue, not Ending

*NightWind puts on Matrix sunglasses (still with sticker attached) *

But you see this is the Internet. This is the Matrix. A figment of your imagination interacting with their imagination. Nothing exists. It seems we are living on the Internet when in fact we are only parameters to a program. Some live the same 'life', others a different 'life'. How can you be sure the 'people' you meet are who they describe themselves as? We could all be the same. We could all be the opposite. Nothing is certain. Nothing is real. And so nothing exists.

/shoddy Matrix impersonation

Japanese Katakana cascading down your monitor screen. Right here.

So yes, yes I do see Japanese Katakana cascading down my monitor screen.

And um, the Matrix relates to this because what's real and what's not? It's hard to say.