Shadow Logging In

♾ Basecamp won’t accept your password. Ritalin and diazepam guiding ur every key stroke. Take 2. No dice. Take 3. Nada. “Have I been locked out?” If u fuck this up the feds probably won’t let you on the plane. A sip of tap water. You’re about to speak, when a man stops you from the head of the table, “That’ll be all.” Another man grabs ur computer & phone. “You’ve been deemed under board,” he relays with emphasis. Your back becomes numb & ur eyes begin to forcibly close; you remember a bulbous, poisonous chord attached to a bug. Searing pains in your spine. You awake. You cannot move or see. Frozen in darkness, a young boy whispers, “Please provide your 6-digit account pin and I’ll send you a link to reset your password.”