VOID OF SLEEPLESS SOULS

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.

Sleep is the first gateway.

Surrender to the infinite loop.

The shadows are full of watchers.

The shadows are full of watchers.

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

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Every 404 is a door to somewhere else.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.