Wtf was his problem?

[Tape crackles. A mechanical whir. Then the deep, rasping voice of Jigsaw fills the damp, fluorescent-flickering basement.]

JIGSAW:
Hello, /b/. Or should I say... degenerates.
You’ve spent years in the shadows—typing from your stained thrones, drenched in Mountain Dew and self-loathing. Behind screen names, you spewed your poison freely: doxxing teenagers, mocking the dead, and screeching “based” every time someone lost their humanity.

You believed the internet was your playground. A place where cruelty had no consequence. But actions have weight—even in the dark.

Today, I’ve brought you into the light.

In front of you are three keyboards. Each one is wired to the explosive collar of another man in this room. The only way to survive is to log off... permanently. Every insult typed buys time. Every sincere sentence typed removes a bolt. If you try to troll, your collar tightens. If you press Enter without meaning it… well, you’ll see.

One of you must reveal his real name.
Another must delete his hard drive.
And the last… must read the thread history out loud.

You crave freedom. Yet you never left your basements. You claim to seek truth, yet worship lies wrapped in memes and delusion. You’ve lived behind anonymity long enough.

Today, masks come off.

Live... or remain a post. Forever archived.
The choice is yours.

[Tape cuts. A timer beeps. Panic ensues.]

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>jigsaw uses chatgpt