OBSERVATORY OF DEAD PIXELS

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The old world fades with each page.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Sleep is the first gateway.

The shadows contain hidden messages.

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

Prepare for the coming darkness.

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.