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He clicked the first one. It showed a grainy view of a suburban street—his street. The date in the corner was for the following Tuesday. He watched, frozen, as his own car pulled into the driveway. He watched himself step out, looking tired, carrying a bag of groceries.

Elias looked at the clock on his taskbar. It was 11:58 PM. Behind him, the heavy iron door began to creak. ex12.zip

He clicked the next file. It was a view from inside his living room. The timestamp: Wednesday. He was sitting on the couch, reading a book he hadn't even bought yet. He clicked the first one