Nothing happened. No window opened. No loading bar appeared. Elias sighed, leaning back to rub his eyes. "Just a dead link," he muttered. Then his phone buzzed.
This one was closer. It was a shot of his hands hovering over the keyboard. The quality was crystalline, capturing the slight tremor in his fingers and the dirt under his fingernails. ImgLogger.exe
Curiosity, the career-killer of every sysadmin, got the better of him. He bypassed the security prompts and double-clicked. Nothing happened
In the silence, his phone screen lit up one last time. It wasn't a notification. It was the camera app, front-facing, active. He looked down into the screen and saw himself—and the pale, lens-shaped eye peering over his shoulder from the darkness of the hallway. The shutter clicked. Elias sighed, leaning back to rub his eyes
Elias finally yanked the plug. The room fell into darkness, the whine of the fans cutting to a deathly silence. He sat in the dark, heart hammering against his ribs, waiting for his eyes to adjust.
He picked it up to see a notification from his own photo gallery. “New memory: 0 seconds ago.” He opened it. The image was a high-resolution photo of the back of his own head, taken from the exact corner of the room where the vent met the ceiling. Elias froze. There was no camera there. A second buzz. “New memory: 0 seconds ago.”