Disturbia

Elias backed against the window, the glass cold against his spine. He looked out at the street one last time. Every house was now bathed in that same ultraviolet glow. Doors were clicking open in unison. Figures were stepping out onto the wet asphalt, all of them turning their square-pupiled gaze toward his window.

The suburb wasn't a place. It was a circuit. And Elias was the surge that had to be grounded.

He spun around. His bedroom door, which he’d locked an hour ago, stood wide open. The hallway light was out, but he could see a silhouette standing there. It was tall, its limbs slightly too long, swaying with the same rhythmic twitch as the sprinklers outside.

Should we explore a where Elias finds a way to "reprogram" the neighborhood, or would you like a prequel detailing how Oakhaven became a digital trap?