JENNIFER ANISTON NEURON

“This is not a technology company!” shrieked Eiffel Rush (simondenny.eth), bending over to place something — it glowed — in the drawer of their Vitra Bouroullec Joyn 2 desk, whose muffles mechanism disregarded their attempt to slam it. “How many times, Patty. Netmorf is a cerebral-spiritual protocol ...”

Compatty (cryptoanalyst.eth), Rush’s interlocutor, withdrew, leaned back in their chair, exhaled, and presented a deferential face. Rush broke off their explanation of the Netmorf protocol, placed their SightMorfer on the desk, and began rubbing their eyes vigorously.

Vance Render (gigabvgatti.eth) was inconspicuously seated with the Netmorf graphic design team, assembled all-image-no-text around the edge of the office. Enabled by the Joyn 2’s open, sculptural, space-frame design, Render saw that Rush, distracted by their exasperation with Patty, had not locked the drawer.

Rush was absorbed now by the pinksky window, staring into the middle distance, musing on their lonely quest to locate and massage that single neuron which could be persuaded to resonate with Netmorf’s proprietary nanowater.

Render sensed their chance. Rush lurched away from the window, demanding that the team eyeball a laboratory experiment across the OVOM campus. Render rose hesitatingly and positioned themselves at the foot of the column of bodies filing out of the room, creating a perfect opportunity to linger, momentarily, beside Rush’s Joyn 2.

As the group shuffled down the corridor, Render sub-foldered into a treatment room. Secreted in a cubicle there, undetected, their hands trembled as they realised. Eiffel. Rush’s. Filofax. It glowed.

This is episode three of PNG in the EYE, a permissionless fiction set in a Dotcom Seance autonomous world. The episode was accompanied by an open Zora Edition, a PDF containing a text by Gökhan Turhan disguised as asemic writing. A URL hidden in this text led the reader to a collection of three 1/1 SightMorfer app icons, designed by original Dotcom Seance artist Guile Twardowski. Nobody minted these, and in a moment of despair, headhunter.netmorf.eth accidentally burned them at their own contract address. For cope reasons, this event will need to be folded into the narrative at some point.