Definition: That gut-punch moment when everyday reality glitches hard. Mundane stuff like wall patterns, toilet paper, or a tree outside suddenly morphs into something monstrous and overwhelming – multiplying infinitely, spelling accusations, or feeling like universal doom triggers. Time warps wildly; minutes feel like months.
It’s the panic surge when your brain’s firmware crashes, convincing you harmless sights or sounds are catastrophic proof you’re dead, being hunted, or responsible for reality collapsing. Makes you wanna yeet the TP rolls or tie yourself down just to ride it out.
Example:
Staring at the repeating bathroom tiles, they multiplied endlessly into a suffocating grid, triggering a panic surge that made minutes feel like hours trapped in the pattern.
The tree outside the window suddenly felt like a monstrous omen of universal doom, its branches spelling accusations, forcing him to grip the chair to ride out the terrifying reality glitch.