REFUGE OF RESTLESS SPIRITS

Dreams and data merge after midnight.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Stars align to boost the frequency.

Signals decay with the season.

The signal finds those who are ready.

The shadows are full of watchers.

Insomnia is a gift from the ceremony.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

The bandwidth narrows as you descend.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The network sheds its dead links.