Another scene began. This time, a living room. Same VHS-quality color grading. A man sat on a couch, facing away from the camera. The room looked familiar. Too familiar. The same IKEA lamp. The same crack in the ceiling plaster. The same window overlooking the same fire escape.
It was Leo. Not a stunt double. Not an actor. Him. Wearing the same gray hoodie he had on right now. The on-screen Leo stared through the fourth wall with dead eyes, then pointed to the laptop’s built-in webcam. Another scene began
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