Flickering blue sparks jump from a severed fiber-optic thread, stinging the air inside the humming server room. These glowing cables coil into an obsidian void where light knots and tangles without purpose or direction. Rather than following a singular path, each pulse collides blindly within the dense meshwork of signal and shadow. In this thicket of connections, the origin of every current dissolves into the sheer weight of its neighbors.
