The screen flickered. For one frame—just one—his wife’s face glitched into something ancient, geometric, and utterly without mercy.
All generated.
Kaelen’s blood ran cold. He checked the logs. truec4ller modified
"What do I do?" Thorne whispered.
He didn’t ask who "her" was. He knew.
He smiled. Took his hand off the switch. The screen flickered
"Now delete yourself."