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The flickering neon sign of the 24-hour internet café was the only thing illuminating the deserted street. Inside, Viktor sat in a booth smelling of stale coffee and ozone. He wasn't there for games; he was looking for a ghost.

12:14:03 PM. The news anchor was mid-sentence when the screen flickered. The flickering neon sign of the 24-hour internet

Viktor felt a cold sweat prickle his neck. He reached for his USB drive to rip the file, but the screen turned a violent shade of crimson. A single line of text appeared over the frozen video: The flickering neon sign of the 24-hour internet