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Elias looked down at his own hands. His skin was turning grey, his veins glowing with the same green text he’d seen in the entity’s eyes. He wasn't scared anymore. He felt… archived.

Outside his window, the city of Seattle was no longer made of brick and rain. The Space Needle was a jagged line of code stretching into a sky of hexadecimal numbers. People on the street stood frozen, their bodies flickering between low-resolution wireframes and solid flesh. 0gmmt8r540zabws24o564_source.mp4

He sat back down at the desk. The ink-like liquid had covered his keyboard. With a steady hand, he reached out and touched the screen, meeting the palm of the entity on the other side. The video finally stopped. The screen went black. Elias looked down at his own hands