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The terminal flickered. Not the usual static hiss of a dying monitor, but something slower. Deliberate. Each pulse of light dragged shadows across the basement walls like fingernails down a chalkboard of dust.

The search bar refreshed one final time:

And on it, two identical profile pictures. Same angle. Same expression. Same absence of eyes. Searching for- double GhostFreakXX in- ...

The first result was a mirror. The second was his own face. The third was a countdown.

Leo turned. The basement was empty. But the second screen—the one he'd unplugged three weeks ago—was glowing a soft, venous blue. The terminal flickered

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