VOID SANCTUARY

WELCOME TO THE ABYSS

You've stumbled upon a forgotten corner of the web. A place where shadows linger longer than they should, where static whispers secrets, and where the familiar becomes... distorted.

This digital sanctuary collects fragments of the uncanny - photographs of places that don't exist, stories that unsettle, and poems that echo from empty rooms.

Stay awhile. The fog is rolling in.

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THE STATIC MAN

He appears when the television loses signal. At first, just a flicker in the corner of your eye. Then longer. Then he turns his head. They say if you see him clearly, he'll step through the screen...

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EMPTY STAIRCASE

The steps descend to nowhere
Each creak a memory of footfalls
That never touched the wood
Only echoes remain
And something breathing
In the darkness below

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