For Jean, life was good. Ah, the carefree life of a bachelorette! Her home was an apartment cut out of a third of a suburb house, her car was a piece of junk which couldn't ford more than half an inch of snow, and she was a shut-in who had leveraged her college degree to get herself an internship with Lockheed Martin. Technically, she was just an HR intern but that still let her claim she worked in the defense industry, without elaborating. Dohohoho!
Jean balanced the plastic cup in her mouth as she loudly slurped down the off-brand grape soda and typed with her free hands. Another day, another A-10 fanboy DESTROYED with FACTS and LOGIC. She spent an inordinate amount of time arguing and joking about obscure military miniutiae. She could generously be said to be 'terminally online', though any medical professional would have diagnosed her brain-dead on the spot. Tilting her head, she caught a glance of the newest post on her favorite subreddit of well-educated morons.
"IT'S FINALLY HAPPENING, PAKISTAN ORDERED 3000 BLACK JETS OF ALLAH, INDIA BTFO" That alone wouldn't be anything noteworthy, except it was a link to a .gov site. Could it really be some news brought to life by absurd memetic magic? There had been too many 'joking' predictions which they had made which had come true; life proving more non-credible than anything any of them could ever think of.
Jean cursed as the foam spilled down her chin and onto her desk. Oh, well. Another soda stain gave the plywood character. She let the mostly-empty cup drop from her mouth and settle uneasily on the desk, wobbling before deciding, at long last, not to tip over. Much more interesting was the prospect of Pakistan getting a new jet! What insanity could it be? She figured they probably weren't 3000 in number (or black), but there was nothing that made her inner specs nerd squee with delight quite like seeing NEW MILITARY HARDWARE. Or old military hardware in new configurations, uses, or abuses. Eagerly, she clicked the link.
She was bemused by what she found. She double-checked the link address. It was certainly a .gov address. And yet it was nothing but a crudely drawn animation of thousands of black jets flying across the screen, dropping bombs 'towards' the viewer, and the flashing words, "You've been bombed OUT OF THIS WORLD!"
She sat back in her chair with a pout and hit back on her browser. Getting her all worked up for nothing! She began to type furiously in response, "Oh, ha ha, you must think you're so funny, spoofing an .gov link. This is for non-credible DEFENSE memes, not non-credible misinformation, you scumsucking troglodyte c-"
There would be investigations. Her disappearance would shock her family and friends, confuse the police, become a sensation in the media. But ultimately, nothing would come of any of the investigations. Just a promising young woman, disappeared in the prime of her life, no witnesses, car left in the driveway and her home untouched; even her cell phone lay next to her bed, charging. No one in the world would ever know what happened to her.
Three short minutes after her computer chair lay empty, a moderator's comment popped up below the mysterious link. "Removed and banned. You know why."