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> Non siete spettatori. Siete antenne. > You are not watching. You are being listened through. > [glyph of an eye with no pupil] The upload completed

Leo’s webcam light turned on. He hadn’t touched it. He stared at the tiny green LED, and in the reflection of his dark monitor, he saw his own face—except his mouth wasn’t moving, but his reflection’s was. Forming one word: "Aiuto." (Help.) Siete antenne

The video showed an empty room. Not a haunted mansion or a cemetery—a mundane, fluorescent-lit apartment kitchen. A single chair. A digital clock on the microwave: 2:03. The chat was a mix of Italian, Spanish, and English users, all typing in nervous shorthand.

The chat woke up. One message, repeated by every single account in unison: