VOID OF SLEEPLESS SOULS

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

The final frequency awakens.

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

The homepage is wherever you are.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Welcome to the new frequency.

The network becomes the ceremony.

3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

The cold enhances signal clarity.