No one knew what to do the day the Internet died. It was not unlike what happens to a family when the matriarch, the mother, dies. Everything was disrupted. Rituals were forgotten. The way ahead was up for grabs. The same thoughts raced through everyone's mind: 'What happens now? Who will hold my hand in the darkness? Who will fix my broken dreams? Who will comfort me against the chaos?'Like Pandora's box, the inception of the Internet brought about actual changes in the human brain that once unleashed now raged outside the bounds of landlines, wifi routers, and server farms. All the darkness, terrible ideas, and unconscious thoughts that migrated from user's minds to the Web, now spilled out onto the street like an open sewer. Even thirty-one years later, in 2069, no one knows who turned the Internet off.Or do they?