Internet intrigue. The evils of big business. Off-kilter, disturbing, and artificial, like one of those internet greeting cards that features dancing cartoon dogs while "sorry about your grandmother exploding" flashes onscreen. Computer/synthy tones create a tense, expectant rhythm against low synths and heartbeat-like electronic kick drum that gets more driving and intense @:14 as bigger drums, hi-hats, synth bass and atonal rising strings suggest suspense or a web virus that lets people know you're emailing them from the bathroom. @:29 the cut climaxes, becoming spare and mysterious as delayed vibraphone chords and atmospherics synths suggest 1) missing children, 2) unsolved murders, 3) espionage and 4) the frustration of trying to stop Microsoft Word from auto-numbering everything. Drums burst in @1:17, just like Grandma used to.