Confused, Arthur ran the executable. His screen flickered to life, showing a grainy, black-and-white feed of a room that looked exactly like his own. The furniture, the peeling wallpaper, even the half-empty coffee mug on the desk.
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Arthur reached for the power button, but his fingers felt heavy, as if moving through water. On the screen, the man’s face finally came into view. It was Arthur—ten years older, eyes hollowed out by a decade of digital isolation. Confused, Arthur ran the executable