The "Quiet Room." That was the name of the forum.

She didn’t expect the first result to be a pixelated, hand-drawn banner reading in flashing, neon-green Comic Sans.

Panic seized the chatroom. The other Julias were frantic. Where will we go? they typed. We’ll lose each other.

Julia stared at the screen. It didn't matter. The connection was real.

The countdown timer appeared at the top of the page. 23:59:59 .

She typed back: Yeah. Let's build something new.