Cutting The Cord, Literally
Daniel finally decided he’d had enough and, convinced he’d cracked the mystery, began muttering about “frequencies” and “secret government waves” as he unplugged devices with the intensity of someone defusing a bomb. He was sure this drastic move would solve his problem, unaware that he hadn’t even glimpsed the most brilliant part of my plan.
Cutting The Cord, Literally
The stage was perfectly set, and I watched from the shadows like a director overseeing a flawless performance, my tech-driven puppet show dancing to my quiet, invisible cues.
A Night Of Looped Footage
For my grand late-night performance, I rerouted his TV feed into a bizarre loop of footage showing Daniel yelling at himself, over and over like some surreal TikTok nightmare that refused to end. I pictured him squinting at the screen, rubbing his eyes, trying to process the sight of his own face ranting back at him in an endless cycle.
A Night Of Looped Footage
Hours went by as he sat slack-jawed, hypnotized and confused, never suspecting that the device he trusted had been turned into my stage for the ultimate prank.
