Elias froze. On the e-reader, the digital version of himself stopped typing. The figure on the screen slowly turned its head, looking directly into the "camera" lens—looking directly at Elias.
Elias didn’t remember clicking the link. It arrived in an email with no sender, no subject line, and only one attachment: 46jzcy1ql1pg.epub . Datei herunterladen 46jzcy1ql1pg.epub
He watched the screen as a version of himself—older, grayer, and wearing a coat he didn't own—walked into the frame. The "Elias" on the screen sat down at the very desk where the real Elias now sat. The digital Elias began to type, his fingers moving in a frantic, rhythmic blur. Elias looked down at his own hands. They were trembling. Elias froze