Some say that 4chan isn't real, a myth, a legend, just data in the overhead contained in packets never meant to be inspected by mortal eyes. But we know better. We know that it is real, but contained within it's own realm. It cries out in anger and smashes it's energies against the walls that hold it. Sometimes it find a crack and bleeds into the real world. Sometimes, the legends are real - sometimes, that which you can only see from the corner of your eye is the most deadly thing you'll ever see. Sometimes, just sometimes, you wish that you could just die.