The screen flickered. For one second, his own reflection in the monitor changed—his suit became a tattered tuxedo, his skin a pale blue-gray.
He didn't play it.
Victor looked at the Google Drive icon still glowing in his taskbar. The thumbnail had changed. Emily was no longer reaching out.
Then a single text file: README_VICTOR_ONLY.txt
She was standing behind where he sat in the reflection.
: He promised me “till death do us part.” He forgot I’m already dead. Click play, Victor. The piano misses its second player.