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The next morning, a neighbor reported a door left ajar. When the police entered, they found the apartment empty. The only thing of note was a computer humming in the corner. On the desk sat a single, handwritten note that hadn't been there the night before. It wasn't a suicide note or a letter of explanation
Elias didn’t sleep. He sat in the dark, watching the sun slowly bleed over the horizon. He stayed away from his desk, away from the monitors, sitting in the kitchen with a kitchen knife he felt foolish for holding. "It has to be a recording from last year
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