He looked back at his monitors, but they were no longer screens. They were literal holes in the air, framing the apartment he had just been in. He could see his half-empty mug and his unmade bed, looking small and grey from this side of the rift. "Wait!" Elias stood up, panic surging.
The site swirled. Pop-ups bloomed like digital weeds—ads for VPNs, sketchy betting sites, and games he’d never play. He swiped them away with the practiced hand of a digital native. Finally, the thumbnail appeared: Simba, silhouetted against a massive, amber sun. He clicked "Play." You searched for The lion king - myflixer
It was the sound of wind. Real, howling wind that seemed to vibrate his desk speakers. He looked back at his monitors, but they