Imagine if you will, that you’re at work in a nondescript office in a nondescript building. Time is a torpid crawl, and you become desperate for fresh internet content that can provide even 15 minutes of tranquilizing relief between emails with Devan the project manager on the status of the actionables from this morning’s meeting. And it is here, in your darkest moments, that you discover a couple of dorks—one half of the Fifth Dimension podcast and a video editor—have taken the time to assemble plot details from the first three seasons of The Twilight Zone to construct a random-plot generator. Unable to still your shaking hand, you click:
You look up only to realize it is now 5 o’clock. You have consumed an entire afternoon in a jumbled whirlwind of science fiction ironies and poetic justice only limited by the imagination… and the number of template presets put into the program. You haven’t even managed to get Devan that status table you promised him. Instead you have fallen down a dark tunnel as long as forever and as wide as someday. A tunnel full of strange sounds and unearthly smells but actually none of those things because it’s just a website. Just a website in… The Twilight Zone.