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One ring.

Two rings.

A long pause. The longest pause yet. The screen saver—a 3D maze—began to flicker at the edges of the browser window. Mariana leaned closer. The speakers, cheap and plastic, emitted a low hum that wasn’t there before. Fear-1996-

And in the hallway outside her bedroom, the floral wallpaper seemed just a little darker than she remembered. One ring

The chat window was gone. The browser was gone. In its place was a single, pixelated image, loading line by line from top to bottom, the way images did on a 28.8k modem. It was a photograph. Grainy. Dark. A hallway, lined with floral wallpaper that might have been pretty in 1974. At the end of the hallway, a door. Just a crack open. The longest pause yet