Instead of his Windows desktop, the monitor displayed a grainy video feed of a small, cluttered room. It was his own room, but from a different angle. In the corner of the screen, a date scrolled by: April 28, 2006 .
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Leo froze. On the screen, a younger version of himself was sitting at a desk, typing furiously on a keyboard. The "Ghost Leo" looked tired. He was wearing the same worn-out hoodie Leo was wearing now. Instead of his Windows desktop, the monitor displayed
Ghost Leo stopped typing and looked directly into the camera—directly at the Leo of 2026. He held up a handwritten note to the screen. “Don't sell the Bitcoin,” it read. he’d rescued from a sidewalk junk pile