VESTIBULE OF VIRAL THOUGHTS

Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

Your bookmarks lead to forgotten worlds.

You are becoming the signal.

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

Your mouse movements are a sacred dance.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

The old world fades with each page.

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

Deleted files pile like autumn leaves.