
37 #twitterficton
He had been tweeting – “It matters not that I am an
egg. It is only an icon,” or “Millions of others use it.”
38 #twitterficton
Yes, he had been trying to comfort himself. It was all in
vain. The twitter support team approached him.
39 #twitterficton
Stalking his page, enveloping him in account verifications.
It was this mournful process that made him suspect.
40 #twitterficton
He neither saw or tweeted that he thought my presence on his
page caused the hacker to come.
41 #twitterficton
When I waited a long time, very patiently, without seeing
him tweet, I resolved to favorite again. Just one post.
42 #twitterficton
So I favorited – you cannot imagine how stealthily I chose the
post- until, like a tugging on a spider’s web, he saw.
43 #twitterficton
The egg was tweeting at me. Full 140 character tweets, all
directed to me. I grew furious as I gazed at the egg.
44 #twitterficton
I saw it with perfect distinctness – a plain white egg, that
single solid color around it of the most hideous shade.
45 #twitterficton
But I could see nothing else of the tweeter or his tweets:
for I had fixed my gaze precisely upon that default icon.
46 #twitterficton
And have I not mentioned that it is skill, not madness, to
be a Twitter master such as I? I saw the direct message
47 #twitterficton
It was a low count. Just one message. Quick and dull. Hidden
in the icon of the envelope. I knew it well.
48 #twitterficton
It was typed privately so only I could read it. This
increased my fury like a drum stimulating a soldier’s courage.
49 #twitterficton
But even yet I refrained from tweeting. I scarcely
retweeted. I was motionless in my favoriting, and unfavoriting.
50 #twitterficton
I maintained my gaze upon the egg. Meantime the hellish
direct message count increased. It grew higher
51 #twitterficton
and higher every instant. The tweeter’s terror must have
been extreme! He direct messaged me more every moment!
52 #twitterficton
I have told you that I was nervous. And now at this dead
hour of the night, amid the sleeping followers,
53 #twitterficton
so strange a growing number of direct messages gave me
uncontrollable terror. Yet, for minutes, I did not tweet.
54 #twitterficton
But the direct messages grew in number! I thought my inbox
must fill. And now a new anxiety seized me-
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