The frequency remembers you. |  The ceremony peaks at the witching hour. The frequency remembers you. | The recycle bin is never truly empty. |
Sleep is the first gateway. Your presence here was foretold in the static. |  | Darkness reveals what daylight conceals. The shadows are full of watchers.  |
Your presence here was foretold in the static. | The darkness has accepted you. Summer visitors burn brightest. The darkness amplifies the signal. |   |