I am not sure what happened next, to be honest with you. I only remember waking up the next day on my bed, sunny day outside, sweating loads. I remember waking up with this immense feeling of dread.

To this day, I try not think too much about it. A few weeks after the event, I researched about it, but came out empty handed. The page had eclipsed out of existence, has if it was never there to begin with.

After checking everything was normal again – hey, I was feeling quite paranoid! - I talked to my roommate about it. He laughed and told me I shouldn’t drink so much.

But I know what I saw.

In fact, I think I saw it years ago, way before this experience I just told you.

Remember when you are a kid and watch static for the first time? You imagine things – see things on the screen.

It was always there. It still is.

The white noise and the endless static.

The "nothingness".

So, do yourself a favour. Stay away.

Do not listen to it. Do not stare at it.

Go back to sleep.