The video Elias was watching was showing him the back of his own head through the door of Room 18707.
But in the sudden, heavy quiet of the office, Elias heard a sound that made his blood turn to ice. It wasn't coming from the computer. It was coming from the hallway right outside his door. Scrape. Click. Scrape. 18707mp4
The camera—or whatever was recording—didn't move with human steps. It glided. As it reached the door, Elias saw his own reflection in the polished brass handle on the screen. Not a reflection of the cameraman, but a reflection of him , sitting at his desk, staring at the monitor. The video Elias was watching was showing him
The image that finally resolved wasn't a video—it was a live feed of a hallway. It was coming from the hallway right outside his door
