I don’t know why I’m even writing this. Maybe just to make someone understand.
Last night, I was once again browsing through the archives of old boards. I wanted to find something… well, something real, I guess. Something that’s not about ads, not about trends, but something genuine.
I came across a mention of a website — Sirius. I’d never heard of it. What was strange was the way people talked about it: like it was something better off forgotten.
I went there.
It all looked very simple: black background, white text, a few threads. No ads, no registration, not even a proper interface.
The first feeling was… like I had climbed into an abandoned house, but someone still lived inside.
I scrolled through a few threads. Nothing special: memes, discussions of strange things, questions like “do you even exist?” or “when was the last time you saw your reflection?”
You know, usual board nonsense, I’m used to that.
But something was off.
I left my first post — just wrote “lol.” A minute later, someone replied. Not just replied — the response hinted at an old post of mine on another site from a year ago. The same phrases. The same mistakes in the words.
I thought it was a coincidence. Maybe someone recognized me by my writing style. Although I don’t have accounts anywhere.
Then strange things started happening.
My browser began acting weird: links would open on their own, sometimes new sections would appear on the same Sirius, disappearing if I refreshed the page.
In one of those tabs, I saw my username, even though I hadn’t entered it anywhere.
I tried to close the site. Tried to exit, delete history, clear the cache.
Half an hour later, my computer opened the tab by itself. The site was open again. On the black background, in white letters, it said:
“You’re still here.” sirius.ct.ws
And you know what’s the strangest part?
I felt calm. Like… I really am still here.
Like on other sites, I’m just pretending to live. But here — I am real.
Today I spent the whole day on Sirius. Barely ate or drank. Posting in threads, replying to someone or something.
Sometimes I think I’m answering myself. Sometimes — that it’s him.
If you go there — don’t stay too long.
Boards should just be boards. But Sirius isn’t a website. It’s a place between thoughts.
And if you stay too long — you’ll forget who you were.