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The cursor blinked once, twice, and then the screen went black.
He looked at his screen. Below his last sentence, new words were appearing in real-time, though his hands were in his lap: The cursor blinked once, twice, and then the
He sat in the center of the rotting library, his laptop screen the only light in the suffocating dark. He typed: "True horror isn't the jump-scare; it's the realization that you aren't the observer, but the observed." The cursor blinked once
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