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The video ended with the cursor moving toward the "Log Out" button, but it never clicked. Instead, the recording caught a faint reflection in the monitor’s glare—a shadow standing in the doorway of Leo’s room that hadn't been there when he was awake.

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Leo looked up from his laptop. His bedroom door, which he always kept shut, was cracked open exactly two inches. Just enough for a phone lens to peek through.

He didn't remember recording it. He didn't even remember being logged in at 3:00 AM on a Tuesday. But there it was, sitting in his Downloads folder like a ticking clock. When he double-clicked it, the media player flickered to life. The video didn't show what he expected

Leo’s desktop was a graveyard of poorly named files. "Final_Project_v3.doc," "Screenshot_99.png," and the one he currently stared at:

In the video, the user clicked the top message. It was from an account with no profile picture, named simply User_00 . The message content was just a string of coordinates. The video ended with the cursor moving toward

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