The Notepad window flickered white. For a moment, it was blank. Then, text began to populate the screen, not all at once, but character by character, as if someone were typing it in real-time from the other side of the grave.
Elara’s breath hitched. She checked the file properties. The "Date Modified" was flickering—jumping between , and tomorrow’s date . fb.txt
She reached for the mouse. The archaeology was over. The hunt had begun. The Notepad window flickered white