TEMPLE OF THE SLEEPLESS

Visitors and visited become one.

Overheating servers reveal secrets.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Summer visitors burn brightest.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.

You've been here before, in another browser.

The ceremony approaches convergence.

Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.

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