CRYPT OF NOCTURNAL MEMORIES

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

Stars align to boost the frequency.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

Winter visitors leave no footprints.

The shadows are full of watchers.

Your dreams are being monitored.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.