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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.

It was from his roommate, who was supposed to be at work. Elias’s eyes darted to the window in the video feed. A face was pressed against the glass—his roommate’s face, but the eyes were hollowed out, replaced by the same static as the tuxedoed guest. File: Panic.Party.v1.0.Uncensored.zip ...

Panic finally won. Elias lunged for the power cord, but as his hand moved, the screen turned a blinding, visceral red. The last thing the webcam recorded before the feed cut to black was the tuxedoed guest placing a hand on Elias's shoulder and whispering: "The party is just getting started. And you’re the cake." A cold draft hit the back of Elias’s neck