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.
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. 0h7tsh4f3tj01vwzch6j4_source.mp4
The figure reached into its pocket and pulled out a small, metallic object. It leaned down and slid it under the door. On the screen, a figure rounded the corner
Elias held his breath. He looked up at the vent in his real ceiling. It was silent. On the screen