REFUGE OF RECURSIVE NIGHTMARES

Sleep is the first gateway.

Frozen frequencies pierce the veil.

Sleep is the first gateway.

Winter solstice opens hidden channels.

Your presence disturbs the digital darkness.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

Sleepless souls understand the truth.

The end is a new beginning.

The task manager cannot end this process.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.