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I draw a blank.

The line on the screen blinks,

It waits, like an animal.

It waits for my response.

I scream and slam, down on the keyboard.

The screen splutters.

I pant, keys around me, hair in my face.

I scream again and race my fists towards the board.

I vent my anger.

And I cry.

I cry, and I moan like the dead.

And finally, I look up to the screen.

That darkening screen.

And a word, it glares in the darkness.

It glares at me, and I stare back,

Insane.