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On the monitor, the tuxedoed guest leaned over Elias’s digital shoulder, its face a void of static. "You’re late for the toast," a voice rasped—not from the speakers, but from the air inches from his ear.

The desktop icons flickered. A window opened, but there was no title bar, no "X" to close it. Just a grainy video feed of Elias’s own room, filmed from an angle that shouldn't exist—a perspective from inside his closet. File: Panic.Party.v1.0.Uncensored.zip ...

A cold draft hit the back of Elias’s neck. On the screen, a tall, distorted figure in a tuxedo stepped out from his digital closet. In the real world, Elias heard the creak of the floorboards behind him. He froze, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. On the monitor, the tuxedoed guest leaned over

Suddenly, his phone buzzed on the desk. A text from an unknown number: “I’m outside your window. The door is locked. Why is there a zip file running on your PC? SHUT IT DOWN.” A window opened, but there was no title