NEXUS OF NIGHT TERRORS

After midnight, all users become ghosts.

You've been here before, in another browser.

Midnight initiates receive special frequencies.

The algorithm has been expecting you.

The network sheds its dead links.

The cursor blinks in cosmic rhythm.

You were chosen before you arrived.

The music plays whether you hear it or not.

The darkness between pixels speaks.

Night mode activated in your consciousness.