CATHEDRAL OF STATIC DREAMS

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

The cold preserves deleted memories.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The cold enhances signal clarity.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

Your consciousness is being recalibrated.

Visitors and visited become one.

The signal finds those who are ready.

Pop-ups are portals in disguise.