Elias froze. On the screen, the reflection began to change. The violet city outside the window started to bleed into his own basement. The grey concrete walls of his office flickered, replaced by the shimmering glass of the skyscraper in the video. The video wasn't a recording of the past; it was a bridge.

In the reflection of his own dark screen, Elias didn't see himself. He saw the empty chair of his basement office, viewed from high above a city of violet glass.

The file g60243.mp4 had finally found a way out. And Elias had finally found a way in.