The timeline sank.
Red candles everywhere. Everybody ran toward the next loud thing. Shrack went the other way.
The green candle incident
Every chart has a monster.
Most memes arrive shouting. Shrack arrived after the shouting stopped. He found one candle still burning beneath the fog, held it up, and waited for the rest of the swamp to notice.
One light remained.
Deep in the water: a single green signal. Small, stubborn, impossible to ignore.
The holders answered.
Not a promise. Not a prophecy. A shared joke with enough conviction to glow in the dark.