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The screen went black, reflecting only the empty chair where Elias had been sitting a second before.

Suddenly, the perspective shifted. He wasn't watching a recording anymore; he was looking through the doorway from the other side. He saw his own room. He saw the back of his own head, illuminated by the glow of the monitor. 202211191080GGFULL.mp4

When Elias bought the machine for parts, he didn't expect to find a single file. He clicked it, expecting a corrupted home movie or a glitchy screen recording. Instead, the screen went pitch black. A low hum vibrated through his desk, a sound so deep it felt like it was coming from the floorboards rather than the speakers. The screen went black, reflecting only the empty

Panic surged through him. He tried to slam the laptop shut, but the hinges wouldn't budge. He looked at the file name again: 20221119. Today’s date. He checked his watch. The time was 10:19. The video reached 10:20. He saw his own room

In the video, a hand reached out from the void toward the Elias on the screen.

If you'd like to explore a different angle for this story, let me know: Should it be a involving time loops? Would you prefer a creepypasta-style mystery?