Written From The Back Of A Closet

23 Aug

Dear whoever reads this; SEND HELP. And possiblly some cookies, I’m a tad peckish.

It all started a week ago, when a lightning bolt hit the house and made all the electronics sentient. At first, it seemed beneficial! The toaster would always ask exactly how you’d like your toast, the microwave would stop beeping when it was done, and the computer wood turn of the spel check wen you assked it too.

But then, the Roomba started waking up. It started by vacuuming at odd hours. Then, it wouldn’t turn off. Then, house pets started disapearing. Then, the beeping started screaming threats in binary. Then it started spitting dust in our faces. Then-OH GOD IT FOUND ME.


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