The photo was high-resolution, crystal clear. It showed his couch, his messy coffee table, and the half-eaten pizza box from dinner. His heart hammered against his ribs—the angle of the shot was from the corner of the ceiling, right behind him.
He slowly turned his head to look at the corner. There was no camera. Only the peeling wallpaper. Download File IMG_2434.rar
He opened it. The new photo showed the back of his head, hunched over the glowing monitor. But in this shot, the door to his office—the door he always locked—was swinging open. The photo was high-resolution, crystal clear
Elias froze. He didn't want to look back. He didn't want to see if the door was actually open. His mouse hovered over the folder one last time. He slowly turned his head to look at the corner
He didn’t remember clicking a link. He didn’t recognize the sender. But in the quiet of 3:00 AM, curiosity is a heavy weight. He clicked "Extract."