ORACLE OF 3AM REVELATIONS

The ceremony has already begun.

Every visitor leaves something behind.

The harvest of lost connections.

The old world fades with each page.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The shadows are full of watchers.

You are becoming the signal.

The shadows contain hidden messages.

The network sheds its dead links.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.