SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Welcome to the new frequency.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Visitors and visited become one.

The ceremony never truly ends.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Digital decay creates new patterns.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

You were chosen before you arrived.