SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS

Signals decay with the season.

The old world fades with each page.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

Autumn visitors sense the ending.

The task manager cannot end this process.

The frequency remembers you.

Your screen resolution matches your aura.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Your search history searches for you.

You were chosen before you arrived.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.