Then, the sound started. It wasn't coming from his speakers. It was the rhythmic click-clack of leather soles on the hardwood floor in the hallway behind his office door.
Elias looked at the file properties one last time. The "Date Created" hadn't been 2014. It was . b6216.mp4
The footage was grainy, shot in the sickly greenish hue of a night-vision baby monitor. Then, the sound started
The video didn't end; it simply froze on that flickering face. Elias tried to close the window, but his mouse cursor remained trapped within the borders of the media player. b6216.mp4