His mouse cursor began to move on its own, dragging all his project folders—months of work—into the Recycle Bin. Elias tried to unplug the power, but the screen stayed lit. The document was rewriting his actual hardware. His keyboard keys popped off one by one, replaced by small buttons that all said "L."
Elias sat in the dark, silent room. He didn't even try to fix it. He just leaned back, sighed, and whispered to the empty air, "Bruh." BruhOS.docx
A synthesized, deep-fried voice boomed from his speakers: His mouse cursor began to move on its
As his laptop finally melted into a puddle of plastic, a final notification popped up on his phone: and whispered to the empty air