The figure looked up, staring directly into the lens. It was Elias—wearing a jacket he hadn't bought yet, with a scar across his cheek he didn't recognize. The version of him on the screen tapped his watch. Five minutes until 6:06 AM.
He opened the text file. It contained only a set of GPS coordinates and a timestamp: .
Curiosity overrode caution. Elias ran the executable. His screen didn't show a movie; it showed a live feed of his own hallway, captured from a camera he hadn’t installed. In the grainy 1080p resolution, he saw a figure standing just outside his door, holding a matching flash drive.