VESTIBULE OF NIGHT VISIONS

Night mode activated in your consciousness.

The portal chose you, not the other way around.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.

The shadows are full of watchers.

The final frequency awakens.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The old world fades with each page.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.