Groove Counselor
Master...
What are you looking for?
The switch.
Which switch?
The one I just turned off.
There is no switch there.
... There is now.
He walks into the old control room,
looks at the ceiling,
looks at the floor.
One little light is blinking.
"I don't like this anymore." Screwdriver hanging from his belt,
he opens the main control panel.
Thousands of wires, lights and sensors,
connected to the central system.
Something clicks inside the wall,
something moves behind the screen.
He smiles: "I found the problem." Nobody asks what problem he means.
What did you touch?
Why did everything change?
Turn on one light,
the hallway goes dark.
Turn off the hallway,
the whole system starts.
Leave that panel alone!
Don't touch anything else!
The ventilation starts by itself,
the security door begins to move.
The digital radio changes stations,
the wall clock loses its groove.
Everyone looks around. "Relax.
It's completely normal."
The technician shakes his head.
"No... it really isn't."
He slowly turns a little dial.
The machine makes a heavy sound.
Silence. Then everything starts together.
The lights, the compressor,
the ventilation, the radio...
Even the service robot wakes up.
He looks at the machine.
"Now it works." What did you touch?
Why did everything change?
Turn on one light,
the hallway goes dark.
Turn off the hallway,
the whole system starts.
Leave that panel alone!
Don't touch anything else!
The supervisor walks in.
He looks at the panel,
then at the ceiling,
then at the floor.
"Who did this?"
A hand goes up.
"Me." "Why?" "Because it wasn't working before." "And now?" A smile.
"Now everything works."
The supervisor looks around.
The lights are flashing.
The ventilation runs backwards.
The radio speaks another language.
A service robot drives in circles.
He closes his eyes.
"Please..."
One switch... two switches...
three switches...
But the one he's looking for has disappeared from the system.
The bass starts pushing,
the drums start moving,
the guitar answers back.
Click!
One light. Click!
Another light. Click! The entire control room!
The panel starts shaking.
The machines come alive.
The floor begins to vibrate.
A warning signal screams.
He laughs. "Now we're talking!"
What have you done?
You made everything go wild!
You turned on the night,
you switched off the day.
You sent the power through the old machine.
King of electricity! Nobody knows how you do it!
The control room is finally quiet.
"Are you finished?" He puts the screwdriver away.
"Yes." "Are you sure?" He looks at the panel.
A tiny red light comes
on. He
smiles. "Almost." Master...