It contained only one line: "I am tired of standing in the hall. May I come in, or should I use the key I left you?"
Elias heard the distinct click of a key turning in his front door lock. The handle began to rotate, slow and deliberate, as the "Arina003" folder on his desktop began to delete itself, file by file.
Suddenly, the video cut to static. A text file popped up on Elias's screen, titled READ_ME_NOW.txt .