Substation Flatline by Bonechurch + Social Role Theory

The light of purpose sputters, flickers, and winks out. Hardened steel and ceramic, once pulsing with power, now lie dormant. The metal pings as it cools in the suddenly descended darkness. No more the mighty arcs of light nor the powerful buzz of barely harnessed electricity. Instead, an ominous silence descends.

Slowly, this void is filled with new sounds. Decay creeps into structures aged and weakened by decades of toil. Rust whispers as it spreads across metal surfaces. The substation groans like some injured giant, slowly falling to the ground with mighty thunder. In its demise, it gives birth to a haunting symphony of disintegration.

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