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He looked back at the monitor. In the video, the man—the digital version of himself—was also turning his head to look at the empty room. The neon sign above Elias’s desk flickered, casting
It was a view of a room he recognized. The same peeling wallpaper, the same stack of empty pizza boxes, the same blue neon sign. In the center of the video, a man sat with his back to the camera, hunched over a keyboard. But when Elias opened it, his monitor didn’t display text