NEXUS OF NIGHT TERRORS

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Your search history searches for you.

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

Digital frost spreads across the network.

The moon phase affects transmission quality.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Buffering... buffering... enlightenment.

The loading bar measures your spiritual progress.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.