The real Elias froze. His heart hammered against his ribs like a trapped bird. The video continued to play. Behind the "Video-Elias," a shadow began to detach itself from the dark corners of the ceiling. It didn't have a shape so much as it was a hole in the light—a shifting, jagged void.
A soft ding echoed through the empty building. It was the sound of the elevator reaching his floor. Elias stared at the dark reflection of his screen, his hands trembling. He knew he shouldn't look, but the instinct was a physical pull. DIC-094-MR.mp4
The "Video-Elias" in the footage squeezed his eyes shut, tears tracking through the dust on his face. The shadow draped itself over his shoulders like a heavy cloak. The timestamp hit 3:24 AM. The real Elias froze