The progress bar didn’t crawl; it jumped. In seconds, a single folder emerged, titled simply: . Inside were thousands of images—high-resolution photos of a suburban house. Elias felt a cold prickle on his neck as he scrolled.
He clicked. The image opened in full screen. It wasn’t a photo of a house. It was a photo of a room—specifically, a dimly lit office. In the center of the frame was a man sitting at a desk, his back to the camera, staring at a computer screen that displayed a blank white icon labeled . 21365.rar
: The same house, but the siding was now red, and the oak tree in the yard was a stump. The progress bar didn’t crawl; it jumped
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