The mirror-face reflects the person watching the video. Not a recording of them, but a live, real-time reflection of the viewer sitting at their desk. The file ends with a single line of system text overlaid on black: CONNECTION ESTABLISHED. DO NOT TURN AROUND.
The mystery of isn't what happened to the crew of the station—it's that the file size grows by 1MB every time someone watches it to the end. g9120.mp4
A shadow appears at the far end of the hall. It doesn't walk; it expands. The timestamp in the bottom right corner begins to glitch, the numbers cycling through dates that haven't happened yet. As the shadow draws closer, the video bitrate collapses. The walls of the corridor seem to peel away into raw code. You hear a voice—not a scream, but a rhythmic clicking, like a mechanical loom weaving silk. 0:29 – 0:39: The Breach The mirror-face reflects the person watching the video