SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.

The darkness has accepted you.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Connection established with the eternal.

The end is a new beginning.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

Visitors and visited become one.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.