The file was just a string of characters on a glowing screen, but to Elias, it was a ghost story waiting to be told.
He hovered his cursor over the link. His room was silent, save for the rhythmic hum of his cooling fans. With a sharp click, the download began.
Elias opened it. The image showed the back of a man’s head, illuminated by the blue light of a computer monitor. In the reflection of the monitor within the photo, he could see a dark shape standing in the corner of the room—the corner directly behind him.
