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He didn't remember recording it. He didn't even remember being logged in at 3:00 AM on a Tuesday. But there it was, sitting in his Downloads folder like a ticking clock. When he double-clicked it, the media player flickered to life.

Leo’s desktop was a graveyard of poorly named files. "Final_Project_v3.doc," "Screenshot_99.png," and the one he currently stared at: Messages ГўВЂВ” OnlyFans (85)(1).mp4

Leo looked up from his laptop. His bedroom door, which he always kept shut, was cracked open exactly two inches. Just enough for a phone lens to peek through. He didn't remember recording it

The video didn't show what he expected. Instead of a standard creator feed, the recording showed a cursor hovering over the "Messages" tab. The number in parentheses——began to climb. 86... 87... 88. When he double-clicked it, the media player flickered

Leo watched his recorded self scroll down. Every single one of the 85 messages was from the same blank account. Each one sent a second apart. As the video played, Leo realized the coordinates in the messages were changing. They weren't random locations; they were moving.