Behind the digital Leo, in the background of the video, was a room that looked exactly like the one he was sitting in. And in that video, a dark shape was slowly rising from the shadows behind his chair.
Suddenly, his webcam light clicked on—a tiny, green, accusatory eye. Leo froze. A window opened on his screen, but it wasn't the unlocker. It was a photo. Then another. And another. Behind the digital Leo, in the background of
They were photos of him. Photos from five minutes ago, looking at the screen. Photos from last night, sleeping in his chair. Photos from two years ago, when he still had a job and a life. Behind the digital Leo