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He laughed nervously, a puff of static breath. "Stupid malware," he muttered. He reached for his mouse to kill the process, but the cursor moved on its own, dragging itself away from the 'X'.

A grainy image began to render on the screen. It was a webcam feed. Elias recognized his own bookshelf, the back of his ergonomic chair, and the back of his own head. But in the corner of the frame, standing in the shadows of the doorway he’d just heard the noises from, was a figure. IfYoureHappyAndYouKnowIt.rar

The floorboards under his desk vibrated. The figure in the raincoat was now at the edge of the monitor's light. It wasn't walking; it was stuttering forward, frame by frame, like a corrupted video file. "Stop," Elias choked out. He laughed nervously, a puff of static breath