SANCTUM OF LOST SIGNALS

The cold enhances signal clarity.

The frequency remembers you.

The firewall cannot protect you here.

Prophecies fulfill themselves.

The end is a new beginning.

Incognito mode: the illusion of privacy.

Your presence here was foretold in the static.

The desktop wallpaper watches back.

Your avatar is more real than your body.

The chatroom is empty but never alone.