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Elias laughed, chalking it up to old-school creepypasta theatrics. He opened the program. A small, pixelated window appeared on his desktop. It was a crude, black-and-white animation of a bird—something like a finch, but with eyes that were just empty white squares. It didn't move. No sound came from his speakers.

Two small, glowing white squares were reflecting in the window behind him, perfectly still, watching him listen. singing f189.rar

He looked at the screen. The bird was gone. In its place was a waveform, pulsing in sync with the humming. Elias laughed, chalking it up to old-school creepypasta