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It’s reading my memories, he realized. Or it’s showing me what it wants me to remember.

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His own eye.

He hadn’t shown anyone. He’d just opened a file on a secondhand laptop. It’s reading my memories, he realized

Sam tried to close the tab. He hovered the cursor over the X. His hand wouldn’t move. Not paralyzed — unwilling. As if the eye onscreen had reached through the fiber optic cables, through the router, through the cheap laptop’s plastic frame, and placed a warm, invisible finger on his clicker finger. It’s reading my memories

He didn’t press any key.