May 24, 2017
ding. you come home to find a brand new notification waiting for you on your computer screen. it reads, “inbox (1)”. curiously, you open your email and find a new message from anonymous. the subject and the e-mail itself are made up of symbols yet again, and you scramble to find your card from the box to decode it. opening up a new document, you decode each letter painstakingly, taking extra time with the ones you haven’t encountered before. soon enough, you’ve finished the document and sit back and read it over. your heart is beating right out of your chest. this is way more serious than you bargained for.
