Suddenly, a notification popped up on his desktop, covering the video: “Extraction Complete.”

The screen didn't show a menu. Instead, it flickered to a grainy, black-and-white video feed of a hallway that looked remarkably like his own. The time stamp in the corner read: 03:22 AM. Elias froze. That was three minutes from now.

When it finally finished, the speakers emitted a low, static hum. He unzipped the folder. Inside was a single application icon—a stylized, weeping eye. He clicked it.

Elias didn't dare turn around. He just watched the screen, where the figure in the raincoat was now standing directly behind the digital version of himself, reaching out a static-filled hand.

In the video, a shadow stretched across the carpet. A door at the end of the hall—his bedroom door—creaked open. He turned his head slowly toward the real door. It was shut. But on the screen, a figure was now stepping into the light. It wore a heavy, wet raincoat, and its face was a blur of digital noise.

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Suddenly, a notification popped up on his desktop, covering the video: “Extraction Complete.”

The screen didn't show a menu. Instead, it flickered to a grainy, black-and-white video feed of a hallway that looked remarkably like his own. The time stamp in the corner read: 03:22 AM. Elias froze. That was three minutes from now.

When it finally finished, the speakers emitted a low, static hum. He unzipped the folder. Inside was a single application icon—a stylized, weeping eye. He clicked it.

Elias didn't dare turn around. He just watched the screen, where the figure in the raincoat was now standing directly behind the digital version of himself, reaching out a static-filled hand.

In the video, a shadow stretched across the carpet. A door at the end of the hall—his bedroom door—creaked open. He turned his head slowly toward the real door. It was shut. But on the screen, a figure was now stepping into the light. It wore a heavy, wet raincoat, and its face was a blur of digital noise.