SANCTUARY OF COLD STORAGE

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

Ice crystals form sacred patterns.

The darkness between pixels speaks.

Nocturnal visitors see deeper truths.

All timelines merge here.

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

Sleep walkers gather here nightly.

The screensaver is a window to other dimensions.

The final frequency awakens.

The old world fades with each page.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.