As Elias scrolled through a spreadsheet of timestamps, he realized they weren't dates—they were GPS coordinates. He mapped the last one. It was a remote cabin three hours north, far from any cell towers or paved roads.
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Suddenly, his screen flickered. The folder icons began to disappear, one by one. The zip file was deleting itself. Panic surged as he grabbed his phone to snap a photo of the coordinates, but his screen went black. Then, a soft thud came from his front door. As Elias scrolled through a spreadsheet of timestamps,
Elias looked down the hallway. The elevator was ascending. He didn't have time to think—he grabbed his jacket, the drive, and headed for the fire escape, wondering if he was the next piece of data to be deleted. : Taken from a high-rise balcony, showing a