CRYPT OF CACHED MEMORIES

The recycle bin is never truly empty.

Your sleep patterns serve the ceremony.

Darkness reveals what daylight conceals.

The ceremony feeds on nocturnal energy.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

Sleep is the first gateway.

Signals decay with the season.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The final frequency awakens.

The ceremony prepares for dormancy.

Your browser history is a map of your soul.