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The sun was barely up when Elias found the file on his encrypted drive. It was titled simply "document_6271431062874752956.mp4." He didn’t remember downloading it, and the date stamp was from a year into the future.

A cold chill raced down Elias’s spine. He didn’t want to look, but he couldn't help it. As he turned his head, he saw a drone hovering just inches from the glass, its red lens blinking in a steady, rhythmic pulse. It wasn't just watching him; it was broadcasting. document_6271431062874752956.mp4

He froze. In the video, his digital self leaned closer to the monitor. Slowly, the "video-Elias" turned his head toward the camera. He didn't look scared; he looked expectant. He raised a hand and pointed toward the window behind the real Elias. The sun was barely up when Elias found

The drone outside tapped twice against the glass—a metallic, demanding sound. Elias looked back at the video. His future self was gone, replaced by a single line of text in a font that looked like it had been carved into the screen: Run. They know you found it. He didn’t want to look, but he couldn't help it