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He didn't turn around. He couldn't. He just watched the video as the shadow reached out a hand—long, grey, and translucent—and clicked "Record" on the video call interface. The video ended.

The folder popped open, containing a single video file. He hit play.

The file sat on Elias’s desktop, a stark white icon labeled .

He’d spent the last year documenting the "glitch"—a series of unexplainable digital artifacts that appeared whenever he called his brother, Leo, who was stationed at a remote research outpost in the Arctic. Parts 1 and 2 had been nothing but static and audio lag. But Part 3 was different.