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as reply to keith in the middle of the night

He sort of went in and out of memories, and his normal videos, like this until he finally felt too tired to keep his eyes open. His chair had sensors to detect this, and it sort of lowered him and dimmed the screens to slowly settle him to sleep. 

If you got up at during any of this, everything came back and went back up to its blinding light it normally emits. He knew this was a design, he had worked on it back in the day. Not the new design, that sort of attracted you to screen. But him and his friends and he used to help people on other features, but one was called the dead cat. Or they called it that, it was essentially, if you always played the same type of videos people wouldn't like it, or they'd leave the screen. So if you mixed them it worked better, but if they put even crazier and crazier videos up, people couldn't look away. Like a dead cat you always have to deal with it. 

He didn't know who made this new one. He'd learn that he could as long as he kept his breathing slow he could keep the screens off. Then maybe just maybe he could see the outside light trickle in, and he'd feel like when he was younger staying at his moms house. He'd remember things.