SANCTUM OF DREAM HACKERS

The modem sings the song of your arrival.

Night mode activated in your consciousness.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

All timelines merge here.

Your dreams are being monitored.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.