text: Reddit. First site of my day. Unlock my screen. Fucking password..... My grubby fingers slight over the screen leaving tracks of fat an residue from my thumb like a snail creeping over the pavement. Finally. I know where the icon of this little white alien in front of the orange-red circle is by heart. Loading. My consciousness manifests - a reversed explosion. What do I want to do? Nothing! Let me just float on the stream of information for a while. Following my impulses I click on everything sparking my interest: r/wallstreetbets. Damn these crazy bastards really holdin. What about that? Probably the most boring and yet gripping Wallstreet-Thriller I've witnessed. Alright maybe r/memes gets my blood pumping to give me the needed push out of my sheets. Whats the first thing I spy with my little eyes. Something righteous about sexism. I would be interested in the discussion if it wasn't for midnight silk. Fuck it! Maybe r/WritingPrompts sparks the embers. What's that? "\[WP\] You read this prompt. Read it. Read it. Read it. Don't read the black pixels! Read the white ones!" I frown. What's that? I read it again. Shaking my head I scroll further, but my brain can't escape the itch. What if? I scroll back up. The post disappeared! What? Where did it go? I swear I did see it just now. I sit up. Now I'm invested. Where is the damn post?! I switch from "Hot" to "New". I scroll for 15 minutes. No luck! I get up. "Whatever man! Must be my imagination!" I make myself breakfast. Some cereals and milk. I switch on the TV. Some cartoons might distract me. I take my spoon and choke. Milk went bad. I run through the flat in search of a sink or bin with a plastic bag in it. I spit the cereals in the sink. I open my eyes and there it is! The crunched and munched up cereals form letters and the white milk lies opaque over the silver of my tin sink. "\[WP\] You read this prompt. Read it. Read it. Read it. Don't read the black pixels! Focus on the white ones!" Something's not a hundred percent right. I pull out my phone and type the sentences in as a post on reddit r/WritingPrompts. I focus on the white pixels. I stare at them. Suddenly they split into colours. First I see green. Then red. Lastly I see blue. The blue reminds me of Yves Klein's blue. I remember seeing a blue canvas made by him in the Brandhorst museum of modern art in Munich. I remember the undertow it had on me. It was like I could fall right into it just to be encompassed by a womb made of calming blue. I get lost in my thoughts and before I notice it I get sucked in to my screen. &#x200B; "CNN news is at the scene. Jake, what do you have for us?" - "It was a quite morning here in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, when the neighbours of 24 year old Tim Rheiner heard a weird noise from their neighbour's flat. According to police it could only be described as an engine rapidly accelerating and then exploding. When the police arrived there was nothing to be found in the rather messy flat. A switched on phone was found on the floor of the kitchen showing the infamous internet page reddit which recently became a major news story regarding the skyrocketing prices of the Gamestop share. No one seems to know about the remains of Mr Rheiner and police is looking for any information. Call .....