He began typing his notes—character names, plot points, world-building lore. But as he dragged a line to connect a "Hero" bubble to a "Villain" bubble, the cursor moved on its own.

Here’s a short story about a digital artist who finds more than they bargained for in a corner of the web. The Ghost in the Script

A new bubble appeared in the center of his screen. It wasn't in his font. It was jagged, pixelated. “WHY” it read.