The software flashed a final message:

A notification popped up:

A heavy thud echoed from his hallway—the real one. Elias looked toward his bedroom door. On the monitor, the "camera" angle shifted to the hallway. A tall, distorted figure with no face was pixelating into existence right outside his room.

Elias froze. On the screen, his digital avatar mirrored his movement perfectly. He slowly raised his hand; the avatar did the same. Then, a new prompt appeared at the bottom of the screen, one he hadn't typed:

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