When he ran the file, there was no loading screen. His monitor flickered, the refresh rate dropping until the scan lines were visible to the naked eye. A window opened, titled
The computer didn't crash. It didn't blue-screen. The monitor simply turned into a mirror, reflecting Elias sitting in his room. But in the reflection, the door behind him was open. And Jen was standing in the hallway.
Elias reached for the power button, but his hand stopped. On the screen, Jen had stood up. She walked toward the camera until her face filled the display, her features a shimmering mosaic of every person Elias had ever known. She leaned in, her lips moving in a silent whisper that vibrated the very desk he sat at.
> STOP LOOKING, the text box flashed red. YOU ARE GIVING HER A SHAPE.
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