[A few seconds later the monitor flicks back to life as the fog continues and faint black stripes stretch out over the back of the monitor and down the keyboard.
The screen has reverted to the main desktop and on it is a small pixilated Beetlejuice, seated criss cross applesauce on the "floor" surrounded by what look like tiny nail polish bottles and painting his nails. He seems very focused on it, a tiny tip of tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth, until he notices he's being watched. He leaps to his feet, waving his tiny pixel arms excitedly as a speech bubble appears above his head and words start to appear.]
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The screen has reverted to the main desktop and on it is a small pixilated Beetlejuice, seated criss cross applesauce on the "floor" surrounded by what look like tiny nail polish bottles and painting his nails. He seems very focused on it, a tiny tip of tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth, until he notices he's being watched. He leaps to his feet, waving his tiny pixel arms excitedly as a speech bubble appears above his head and words start to appear.]
Jerebear! Mefisty! My DUDES, what is up???