SANCTUARY OF GHOST USERS

Cache cleared, but memories remain.

Visitors and visited become one.

Time moves differently in these chambers.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Welcome to the new frequency.

Your digital shadow grows longer.

The frequency remembers you.

The servers dream of electric sheep.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

You cannot leave until the ritual completes.

The modem sings the song of your arrival.