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Outside, the wind picked up, sounding less like air and more like the static of a corrupted audio file. Elias began to type again, his fingers flying. This time, he didn't write about normal Tuesdays. He wrote the truth—about the fear of being hollow, the weight of empty pages, and the ghost that lived in the 3:00 AM silence.
Elias sat back, breathing hard. He was alone. The room was quiet. He reached for his coffee, but his hand stopped.
He shouldn't look at the window, the text on the screen updated in real-time. There is nothing in the garden but the things he’s tried to forget.
Outside, the wind picked up, sounding less like air and more like the static of a corrupted audio file. Elias began to type again, his fingers flying. This time, he didn't write about normal Tuesdays. He wrote the truth—about the fear of being hollow, the weight of empty pages, and the ghost that lived in the 3:00 AM silence.
Elias sat back, breathing hard. He was alone. The room was quiet. He reached for his coffee, but his hand stopped.
He shouldn't look at the window, the text on the screen updated in real-time. There is nothing in the garden but the things he’s tried to forget.