CHAMBER OF FALLING PACKETS

The ceremony has already begun.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

All timelines merge here.

The darkness between pixels speaks.

Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

The ceremony has already begun.