The number 200. It was the first thing she thought of when she awoke in the morning. Ever since August 2017, it was a thought everyone had in their minds whether they wanted to or not, as if the rectangle were putting it there.

She walked out of the bunker, unable to stop herself from gazing up at the enormous green rectangle which filled up nearly the entire sky. It was up to 198, whatever it was counting, it had nearly reached its goal of 200, and everyone still living would soon find out what it meant.

She thought back to a simpler time, before the rectangle appeared and everyone's mind became hijacked, before the unrest, riots and anarchy that followed. It was almost a relief to know that they would soon have answers, even though most agreed that when it reached 200, the world would either end or explode.

Suddenly, the rectangle ticked up to 199, the green glow gaining in intensity, though it was nearly blinding before.

Then, a new thought popped into her mind. It was tracking moneyinfant's follower count. Who is moneyinfant, what's a follower? These thoughts went through her mind as she ceased to exist...