SANCTUARY OF GHOST USERS

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

Night visitors never truly leave.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Ping timeout: reality not responding.

The night portal shows different paths.

The ceremony has already begun.

Your circadian rhythm is being reprogrammed.

Visitors and visited become one.

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

3:33 AM is when the veil is thinnest.

You were chosen before you arrived.