He slowly turned his head to look at the corner. There was no camera. Only the peeling wallpaper.
The notification sat on Elias’s desktop like a digital landmine: . Download File IMG_2434.rar
The photo was high-resolution, crystal clear. It showed his couch, his messy coffee table, and the half-eaten pizza box from dinner. His heart hammered against his ribs—the angle of the shot was from the corner of the ceiling, right behind him. He slowly turned his head to look at the corner
A single folder appeared. Inside weren't thousands of photos, as the file size suggested, but just one. He opened it, expecting a blurry vacation snap or a corrupted header. Instead, he saw his own living room. The notification sat on Elias’s desktop like a
And in the reflection of his pupil, he could see a figure standing directly behind his chair, leaning down to whisper.