Plenum

Some networks are not built to be maintained. They are built to feed. Linus Gentry is a creature of the digital trenches. A seasoned low-voltage technician, he has spent fifteen years navigating the dusty, forgotten veins of corporate infrastructure. When he receives a lucrative, no-questions-asked contract to replace the aging cabling in the infamous Aethelgard Tower, he sees it as just another "ghost shift" in a dying building. But Aethelgard is not dying. It is evolving. As Linus crawls into the "plenum"—the suffocating, fiberglass-choked darkness between the ceiling tiles and the floor above—he discovers that the building's cable management is wrong. The wires aren't just tangled; they are warm. They pulse. And the insulation feels disturbingly like skin. What begins as a routine repair quickly descends into a claustrophobic nightmare. Linus finds IT tickets that aren't requests for repair, but eviction notices for the living. He encounters "vermin" that scuttle through the trays—not rats, but severed human hands performing ghastly maintenance. Trapped in a concrete monolith that views him not as a worker, but as a spare part, Linus must discover the truth about the "Recall" order before he is permanently integrated into the system. A suffocating, visceral dive into industrial horror, Plenum will make you look at the ceiling above you and wonder: is it protecting you, or is it digesting you?