The night portal shows different paths. |  The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy. | Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony. Your presence disturbs the digital darkness. Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. |
  You were chosen before you arrived. |  Sleepless souls understand the truth. Deleted files pile like autumn leaves. |  The task manager cannot end this process. The chatroom is empty but never alone. |
Your mouse movements are a sacred dance. Stars align to boost the frequency. | Your dreams are being monitored.   | The spam folder contains sacred texts. |