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Reply #99 was a single image. A screenshot of my computer desktop from five seconds in the future. It showed my browser, TNT imageboard open, my cursor hovering over the reply button.

The final reply posted before I could turn off my phone. Not coordinates this time. Just a .gif. A cartoon stick of dynamite, fuse burning down. tnt imageboard

My heart did a stupid little flip. I’m a bored sysadmin with too much time and a VPN. I started digging. The timestamps were all in the future—usually by 48 to 72 hours. And every single thread ended the same way: after 100 replies, a final post from the OP, always the same three words: “Check the news.” Reply #99 was a single image

“You only post twice. First, unknowingly. Second, from the other side of the screen.” The final reply posted before I could turn off my phone

I froze, coffee cup halfway to my lips. My window faced the street. I looked. The same cracked sidewalk. The same graffiti on the dumpster. The same red sedan with the flat tire. It was my view. From my own phone. But my phone was in my pocket.

The post count was climbing. 34 replies. 67. 89. Each one a coordinate, tightening the net like a snare. Then, reply #98: 41.8810° N, 87.6300° W — the exact spot my desk chair was sitting on.