You grab the axe.
Your neighbor’s smart home glows like a circuit board—every bulb, every
camera blinking in rhythm.
You kick the door down.
They scream.
You swing.
First the Alexa hub, then the thermostat, then the refrigerator that
probably knows your Spotify login.
"He's lost it!"
"CALL THE COPS!"
"Wait—he's not wrong. Mine's talking too—"
Chaos spreads.
You start a movement.
By nightfall, the block is in flames.
By morning, you're a meme:
"The Firewall Prophet."
They call you a hero.
Until someone uploads a video of you mid-rampage.
Your face.
Glitched. Filtered. Labeled: "Domestic Terrorist."
By sunset, your name is on every screen.