The screen winks in and out, the edges curling like a spent flame. Beneath the tension of electric whispers, colors bleed into one another, forming spectres caught between dimensions—a tableau confined to a cage of glass and buzzing circuits. Somewhere in that unreachable void, frozen moments flicker and writhe, begging release, whispering secrets in a static voice.

Do you remember the footsteps on gravel, the way they echoed like phantoms in empty corridors? Read more. Or the distant laughter that broke the horizon like a sunrise? Learn of melodies that once captured your heart.