The clock strikes twelve, and the pixels begin their lament.
Shadows stretch across the screen, pixelated and dissonant.

In the alleys of forgotten data, the lost wander.
Their cries are but glitches in the fabric of night.

"Beware the luminous abyss," whispered a fragmented voice.
The screen flickers, revealing a spectral glow amidst the code.

Click if you dare: Dim Reality
Etch your name in the void: Nameless
Find solace in shadows: Echoes