SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS

Digital decay creates new patterns.

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

Falling data like digital leaves.

The ceremony peaks at the witching hour.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

All timelines merge here.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

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

Your avatar is more real than your body.

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

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.