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The player opened to a screen of static so sharp it looked like grinding teeth. Then, the audio kicked in—not white noise, but the distinct, rhythmic sound of a heavy door swinging on rusted hinges.

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In the real world, a soft clink echoed from Elias's entryway. The player opened to a screen of static

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Elias held his breath. He looked up at the vent in his real ceiling. It was silent.

On the screen, a figure rounded the corner at the end of the hall. It moved with a jittery, frame-skipping gait, as if the video were struggling to render its existence. The figure stopped in front of Elias’s door— his door—and looked directly into the camera.