Please. I'm Begging You. Close The Tab.

This is a submission for the DEV April Fools Challenge What I Built A website that doesn't want you there. No content. No product. No reason to exist. Just a letter addressed directly to whoever was unfortunate enough to find it asking them, with increasing desperation, to please close the tab. They don't close the tab. Every visit makes it worse. The website begs, then journals, then hires a lawyer named Tab Closington, Esq. A data center technician named Dave gets involved. Dave ends up in his car. The fonts collapse into Comic Sans. The lights go out. A glow named Gerald appears. By visit ten, the website has exhausted grief, legal threats, dark mode, and Comic Sans. So it throws a party instead, confetti deployed, dignity gone, and admits, quietly, at the bottom of the letter: I missed you. Don't tell anyone. Ten visits. Ten escalating stages of a website having a complete emotional breakdown because you wouldn't leave. Demo Don't you dare click this link: Code The entire thing is