A (e.g., a poem or a technical guide)?
I closed the laptop. The neon glow faded, leaving only the soft, natural amber of the afternoon sun creeping across my desk. I didn't need to read the rest of the file. I finally understood the prompt.
As the download finished, the screen flickered. The document opened not to a list of instructions, but to a vivid, neon-soaked photograph of a sunrise over a city that never sleeps. Underneath, in stark black type, were three words: Log off. Breathe.