TOMB OF DELETED NIGHTMARES

Dreams are transmissions from the other side.

Your cookies remember what you've forgotten.

Your IP address was written in the stars.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Auto-save failed: manually preserve your soul.

Error messages are love letters from the void.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

Your search history searches for you.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Each pixel contains a fragment of truth.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.