I roamed the isles of empty cubicles, all setup with one of those cream-colored, boxy CRT PCs. Sunlight peaked through the blinds, lighting the dust in the air like a bunch of glitter. It was empty and quiet and liminal. It felt like I found a portal into the backrooms. I don't really know why I thought to come here of all places. I got a bunch of malware trying to download Minecraft mods back in February, I've been using my laptop like a coaster ever since. I guess people don't really work at DELL anymore.

I remember my dad took me here in 3rd grade. It was bring your kid to work day, and I don't really know what I was expecting. Maybe lines of people in slacks and ties clickity-clacking away at some important shit in their offices. When we got there, they were right smack in the middle of an office-wide Starcraft Lan party. A bunch of grown-up dweebs in button-up shirts laughing it up on a computer game. And up to that point, it was the coolest thing I'd ever seen.

15 years later and it was completely vacant. Time seemed to be frozen here. It was an interesting enough place to look around. I hoped my dad was doing well, I remember really liking that guy back in the day.