Mono woke up in a cold sweat. He was lying next to the broken screen of a TV in a damp dark alleyway. The buildings on either side loomed over the small child, seeming to scowl with disapproval. Mono got up to his feet and straightened his trench coat. Whatever this place was, he didn't like it. Somehow the path he took inside the television made him see that nightmare. It was a new experience that he didn't want to have again. Mono shuffled along the walls, not wanting to be exposed under the rain. He finally emerged out onto the main street. Pedestrians wore raincoats and held umbrellas as they hurried under the rain towards wherever they needed to be. Mono took out his paper bag and pulled it over his head and walked barefooted onto the street. The stores all had large windows that had dozens upon dozens of pieces of artwork, blogs, hashtags, and articles. The perfect place for a window shopper. He soon came to a sign which read,

"Dashboard St"

Mono continued on. He didn't know where he was going. He never did. For most of his life, he wandered around the Internet looking for a temporary place to stay before moving on. But there was a time, Mono barely remembered, where he had a more permanent place to stay. A city of flashing lights and people. A place where people cared about him. But the temporary shine of popularity faded away. Few people saw him. Now he wandered alone around the outskirts of the Internet. Barely able to live properly.

Mono soon came to another alleyway. Mono would have probably moved on if he didn't see a dark green door with muffled club music behind it. It interested Mono. As he moved closer he made out a sign with cursive font, "SEXYMEN GALLERY (14+ entry)". He had been here before. Mono knew this place but he couldn't remember from where. The 14-year-old plus entry posed a problem. Mono was around 10 which meant that he wasn't legally allowed to go in. But a solution presented itself. A gaggle of Tumblr users moved into the alleyway. Their dyed multicolor hair was sopping wet from the rain.

"Oh my god! My hair is like so ruined from the rain! #fml" said a Tumblr user in a girly high-pitched voice.

"Shut up Sammylife39," said another in an equally annoying voice, "We're going to be late for the new Once-ler artwork if you keep complaining!#onecest"

"Fuck Once-ler," squealed another, "That trend died like ages ago. Bill Cipher is where the money's at!#billcipher"

"Shut up!#stfu"

"You shut up!#stfu"

While the girls were arguing amongst themselves about their outdated sexymen, Mono slipped into their group, keeping quiet as they barged into the club. All of them split up and went to their respective art galleries. Mono ducked and hid under a chair. Fortunately, the girls were too distracted to notice the child that was blending in with them. Mono sidestepped along a corridor, filled with explicit images of sans, Alastor from Hazbin Hotel, and Tony the Talking Clock. Mono felt his innocence slowly trickling away the longer he spent in the presence of these pictures.

"Hey who the hell are you!?#imposteramongus"

Mono froze and saw a Tumblr user who spotted him. More Tumblr users started to crowd around him with angry looks on their faces.

"You're not suppose to be here!#intruder"

"You're breaking the law!#criminal"

"You think you're better than us!?#selfentitledprick"

As the Tumblr users hurled insults at Mono, he noticed them changing. Their forms glitched with blue static. They forced Mono onto the ground, kicking and screaming at him. Their legs stretched to impossible proportions and their feet grew talons. Mono shrieked in pain and fear as the claws raked across his skin. Mono dared a glance up and saw the girls' torso shrink, mouths sharpen into beaks and blue feathers sprout across their skin. It was just like in his nightmare. Mono had to get out. He sprinted in between the stork-like legs of the bird hybrids. He looked wildly around for the nearest television and saw a screen displaying an explicit image of [redacted] sucking [redacted] with [redacted] along with [redacted]. Mono heard talons scraping the floor behind himself as he dove for the screen. Then everything went black.