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The image cleared. It wasn't a movie. It was a single, static shot of a hallway Elias recognized instantly. It was the corridor of his own apartment building, filmed from the vent directly above his front door. In the video, the hallway was empty, bathed in the sickly yellow glow of the flickering fluorescent light that maintenance had promised to fix weeks ago.

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. 0h7tsh4f3tj01vwzch6j4_source.mp4

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. The image cleared

The face was a blurred smudge of pixels, except for the eyes. They were hyper-realistic, rendered in a resolution far higher than the rest of the file. It was the corridor of his own apartment

In the real world, a soft clink echoed from Elias's entryway.