Elias’s heart hammered against his ribs. He reached for the power cord of his PC.
The video resumed. It wasn't the movie anymore. It was a long, static shot of a rainy street. Neon signs reflected on the wet pavement. It looked like Blade Runner , but the texture was too real. Too gritty. It was 8K.
He sat back. He had wanted to see the whole picture. He just hadn't expected the picture to see him back.