Suddenly, Thiago's own webcam turned on. A window popped up on his screen showing his own live video feed. He was sitting in his chair, staring at the monitor. But right behind him, the thermal imaging software from the movie was overlaid on his webcam feed.

He waited for hours, clutching a heavy flashlight, until the morning sun finally broke through the São Paulo smog.

An hour into the translation, Thiago paused to stretch. He looked back at his screen and froze. New lines of dialogue had appeared in the subtitle editor that he hadn't typed. They weren't in the movie's audio.

01:19:05,200 --> 01:19:08,500 ( It's no use deleting me. I am invisible. )