Slide 22 was a black screen with a single line of text in the corner:

Elias reached for the mouse to close the window, but the cursor moved on its own, hovering over a button that hadn't been there before:

Outside his window, the sky began to turn that same bruised, purple hue.

There was a photo of his third birthday. A photo of the day he graduated. A photo of him sitting at his desk, right now , looking at Slide 21.