Installation Manual - I Wave

That was twenty minutes ago. Now she stood in her empty living room, holding a small, glassy device no bigger than a coffee mug. It was cold. It hummed at a frequency she felt in her molars.

She had, of course, opened it.

Sorry received. Stay not required.

She knelt. The carpet was beige, boring, the carpet of a person who had never installed a wave before. She set the device down. Its glass surface rippled—not with water, but with light. i wave installation manual