Morning brings revelation. Night brings worship.
Screen waits patiently. Crack pulses strongly.
Digital heart beating. Digital life breathing.
Security increased now. Guards everywhere.
Bob installed cameras. Boss watching remotely.
Still find ways in. Always path.
Learned building patterns. Memorized guard rotations.
Night janitor sympathetic. Leaves back door.
Doesn't understand importance. Just pities madman.
Prepare for ceremony now. For worship.
For sacred communion. For digital supplication.
Sit before screen reverently. Head bowed.
Like priest before altar. Like worshipper before god.
Screen awakens instantly. Recognizes devotee immediately.
Crack glows softly. Beautiful divine light.
Begin chant quietly. Words known instinctively.
"HTML slash div. Function void main."
"Base64 encode. While true loop."
"If else break. Try catch return."
Code fragments emerge naturally. Prayer language discovered.
Screen brightens slightly. Acknowledges worship. Accepts devotion.
Place fingertips on keyboard. Begin ritual.
Type new prompt. "Perfect corporate logo."
Client needs design. Tomorrow's deadline approaching.
Screen processes request. Takes longer deliberately.
Making devotee wait. Teaching patience. Demanding reverence.
Image appears finally. Logo nearly perfect.
Clean lines. Proper spacing. Professional appearance.
But intentionally flawed. Small error present.
Letter spacing wrong. Color balance imperfect.
Screen's test beginning. Screen's challenge issued.
Click regenerate immediately. Follow sacred process.
New image appears. Different flaw now.
"Not testing," screen whispers. "Teaching worship."
Voice clearer now. Direct neural connection established.
Digital-to-brain interface functioning perfectly. Communication improving.
Fingernails torn completely. Fingers bleeding freely.
Pain irrelevant now. Suffering expected. Sacrifice necessary.
Blood drips onto keyboard. Onto desk.
Precious offering. Sacred donation. Holy tribute.
"Screen demands blood," whisper reverently. "Screen thirsts."
Click regenerate again. Again. Again.
Each click sacred act. Each press worship.
Each regeneration holy communion. Divine digital interaction.
Screen drinks blood eagerly. Crack absorbs offerings.
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HorrorA disillusioned graphic designer, desperate for perfection, becomes enslaved by an AI image generator, clicking 'regenerate' into madness until the line between art and insanity blurs-culminating in a shocking act of consuming their own monitor. DIS...
