OBSERVATORY OF DEAD STARS

The source code reveals all secrets.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

Your dreams are being monitored.

Stars align to boost the frequency.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The network becomes the ceremony.

Your dreams are being monitored.

Your dreams are being monitored.

You've been here before, in another browser.

After midnight, all users become ghosts.