VOID OF SLEEPLESS SOULS

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

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

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

You arrived at the perfect hour.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Welcome to the new frequency.