showed a small cedar shack tucked under the heavy boughs of a spruce tree, its windows glowing with a low, amber light.
On the rug beneath Elias’s desk, there was a small, melting pile of fresh snow. showed a small cedar shack tucked under the
When he woke up the next morning, the apartment was empty. The computer was still on, but the wallpaper had changed. The footprints on the screen no longer led toward the trees. They led back toward the door, which was now firmly shut. its windows glowing with a low
One by one, the images filled his screen. They were more than just wallpapers; they were windows. there was a small
The cursor hovered over the file labeled