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“Don't look behind you,” the text read. “Just keep downloading.”

A single window popped up. It wasn't a folder of documents or photos. It was a live stream. “Don't look behind you,” the text read

Elias froze. The video showed a room that was an exact replica of his own, down to the coffee stain on the rug and the stack of unread books on the nightstand. But in the video, the chair he was currently sitting in was empty. It was a live stream

Then, on the screen, the door to the room creaked open. A figure stepped in—it was Elias, wearing the same hoodie he had on now, looking exhausted. The "Screen Elias" sat down, looked directly into the camera, and typed something. But in the video, the chair he was

Elias felt the air in the room grow cold. He didn't turn around. Instead, he reached for the mouse, his fingers trembling, and clicked the next link that appeared: Part_2.rar .

A new notification popped up on the real Elias’s physical screen.