He clicked play. There was no theme music. Instead, the video opened on a static shot of a snowy courtyard that looked hauntingly familiar. A young girl with dark, matted hair stood by a rusted swing set. She wasn't looking at a costar; she was looking directly into the camera.

Suddenly, the screen flickered. The download finished, but the file size was wrong. It was too large.

The radiator hissed, a sound like a sharp intake of breath. Marek looked at the door, then back at the screen. The girl on the monitor was gone, leaving only the empty swing moving back and forth in the wind.

Should we explore when Marek turns around, or would you like a different story set in a completely different genre ?