  Your consciousness is being recalibrated. | Your browser history is a map of your soul. | Sleep is the first gateway. |
The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.  Your nightmares are just downloads. |  | Dreams are transmissions from the other side.  You've been here before, in another browser. |
The final frequency awakens. The shadows are full of watchers.  |  After midnight, all users become ghosts.  |  |