Marcel got up from his desk. He didn’t know if he was going to drive there, or if the forum was just haunted by a bored script kiddie. But the last logbook entry wrote itself in his head:
The old forum link was dead. Not the “404 Not Found” kind of dead—the worse kind. The kind where your browser hangs for ten seconds, then whispers, “Connection timed out.” omsi forumeiros
Marcel’s throat tightened. Olli had died in 2020. He remembered the thread—everyone posting screenshots of their buses parked at the Bf. Zoo stop with their headlights on. A silent funeral procession. Marcel got up from his desk