Keith tore the paper from the parcel he'd received only moments earlier. He scored the tape along the box's edge carefully and slid out his shiny new laptop.
He was thrilled to have a computer of his own at long last and counldn't wait to get it set up.
Keith sat at his dining room table with the laptop in front of him. The lid snapped up without him even touching it. He assumed this was a feature of the latest model and was suitably impressed.
As he began to type the username he had just decided upon, the lid slammed shut on his hands.
It felt like his hands were in a guillotine and he let out an ear-piercing scream.
The lid flew open again. Keith looked at his hands which were now a bloody mess. They were mangled beyond belief and he really wasn't going to need a keyboard anymore.
Keith felt weak and attempted to stand.
As he did so, the laptop launched itself from the table and clamped itself around his head.
He screamed once more as he felt the immense on either side of his face from the computer. The pain went through the roof almost immediately. He prayed it would be over quickly.
Keith's head was crushed like a nut in a pair of technological nutcrackers.
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