SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE

Digital frost spreads across the network.

Your nightmares are just downloads.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Your breath clouds the monitor.

The source code reveals all secrets.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Sleepless souls understand the truth.

Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The night ceremony requires different sacrifices.