SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS

Your search history searches for you.

The frequency remembers you.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

The code is alive and it knows you're here.

The end is a new beginning.

The end is a new beginning.

The old world fades with each page.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.