DO NOT TAKE HOME THE FREE 1U SERVER, YOU DO NOT WANT THAT ANYWHERE. A CLOSET DOOR WILL NOT STOP ITS BANSHEE WAIL TO THE DREAD KING, AN UNHOLY CONDUIT TO DEPTHS OF INSOMNIA BINDING DARKNESS TO EVEN THE DAY

THE EMBRACE OF SLEEP WILL NEVER AGAIN VISIT YOUR MIND; SANITY WILL BE FORGOTTEN LIKE THE FROSTY WHISPS OF AIR ESCAPING A FREEZER DOOR AT NIGHT, ILLUMINATED BY ONLY A FAILING LIGHT INSIDE. THEIR ETHEREAL SCREAMS SUBLIMATING INTO AND DISPLACING THE CLIMATE OF TOES.

AT THE END, I COULD NO LONGER DISTINGUISH BETWEEN SCREAMS OF THE 1U SERVER AND MY OWN. SOON IT WOULD NOT MATTER, FOR WE BECAME THE SAME. A MINDLESS COLLECTION OF MATTER ABANDONED IN THE HOWLING DARK.