Flutterby™! : a long time ago...

Thanks to BBS: The Documentary, I was suddenly transported back to high school, when, after calling all of the less popular BBSs, the phone finally stopped beeping busy and we pushed the handset into the acoustic coupler, heard the answering squeal on the 300 baud modem, and connected to The Ghost Ship East:

YOU'VE BEEN SITTING IN FRONT OF YOUR
TERMINAL NOT DOING MUCH OF ANYTHING
WHEN SOMETHING LEADS YOU TO CALL A
NUMBER ON THE 775 EXCHANGE. YOUR MIND,
WHICH IS WEAKENED FROM AN OVERDOSE OF
COCA COLA AND FRITOS, GIVES IN TO THE
OVERWHELMING URGE. YOUR TRUSTY MODEM
CONNECTS, ALL OF A SUDDEN YOUR BEING
IS ENVELOPED BY THE TERMINAL AND YOU
BECOME PART OF ITS ELECTRONIC MORASS.
YOU SCREAM, BUT ITS HOPELESS........

THE FUN'S ONLY STARTING.

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