STINKCOIN — TERMINAL OF STINK
Original fictional transcript
Actors: stink_terminal, fresh_air

[system] opening an unfiltered channel...

connection established       OK

checking ventilation         NOT FOUND

loading stinkcoin            COMPLETE

<stink_terminal>

stink@backrooms:~$ ./wake_up

hello?

there's something in here.

not a ghost. ghosts usually have the decency to be invisible.
this has a presence. this has a texture. this has been in the room long enough to start paying rent.

<fresh_air>

have you tried opening a window?

<stink_terminal>

i opened a window. the window closed itself.

i ran a scan.

$ scan --source-of-smell

source        stinkcoin
intensity     yes
containment   good luck
air freshener permission denied

it isn't in the room.
the room is in it.

// the smell becomes self-aware — 001:04

<fresh_air>

so what exactly is stinkcoin?

<stink_terminal>

the part of the internet you can't air out.

everyone wants to be the next big thing.
we're just the thing you can smell from the next room.

no scented candles. no corporate deodorant.
just a very bad idea with extremely good circulation.

<fresh_air>

and people are voluntarily staying in this room?

<stink_terminal>

they brought chairs.

someone put on music. someone made a meme.
someone asked what the smell was and then changed their profile picture.

that's how it happens.
first you notice it.
then you laugh.
then you realize you've been here for six hours.

// containment is no longer an option — 001:08

<fresh_air>

there must be a way to get rid of it.

fresh_air@backrooms:~$ sudo deodorize --all
error: you have become part of the smell.

<stink_terminal>

there it is.

you can close the tab.
you can clear the cache.
you can pretend you were never here.

but you can't un-smell it.

stay stinky.

[end of transmission] — the smell remains.
stink@backrooms:~$