Then, exactly thirty seconds later, the monitor flared back to life. It was powered by something else now, glowing with a faint, sickly green hue that didn't match his screen's normal display.

A slow, heavy knock echoed from the front door of his apartment.

Leo looked at the digital clock in the corner of his taskbar. It read 03:02:10. Five. Four. Three. Two. One.

He looked back at the monitor. The file was scrolling down on its own now, generating new lines of code in real-time.

Leo stared at the glowing lines of text. He needed to know how deep this went. He scrolled down further into the file, past his current vitals, into a section labeled [Upcoming_Events] .