The file was titled simply annap.rar , found in the corner of a defunct FTP server dedicated to mid-90s shareware. There was no description, just a timestamp that claimed it hadn't been modified since October 1998.
stage1.bmp — A high-contrast photo of a hallway that looked familiar. Too familiar. It was the hallway outside my current room, but the wallpaper was peeling in patterns that spelled out a name I hadn't heard since childhood. annap.exe — The core. annap.rar
I didn't click it. I didn't have to. As I moved my mouse toward the "Delete" button, a small chat window popped up on the desktop. It wasn't from any program I owned. It just said: The file was titled simply annap