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Elias sat in the dark, the silence of his room now deafening. He looked at his hands—they were shaking. He reached for his phone to call someone, anyone, but stopped.

The old Elias held up a piece of paper to the screen. On it, scrawled in messy ink, were five words: Oeiow109283.7z

On the sidewalk, a figure walked by. It paused, looked directly into the "camera," and waved. It was Elias, twenty years older, wearing a jacket he hadn't bought yet. Elias sat in the dark, the silence of his room now deafening