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Suddenly, he noticed something in the background of the recording. Amidst the rhythmic jingling of zills, there was a faint, rhythmic thumping—not a drum, but a heartbeat. And then, a whisper in a language he couldn’t name, right in his left ear.

Just as the song reached a frantic, breathy crescendo, the power cut out.

In the sudden, absolute silence, the after-image of the music remained. Alex sat in the dark, his heart racing. He looked at his laptop. The screen was black, but in the reflection of the glass, he saw the faint, shimmering outline of someone standing behind him, draped in silk and shadow, waiting for the beat to drop again.

He reached for the "Stop" button, but his fingers felt heavy, moving through invisible honey. The music surged. The zills grew louder, faster, ringing with a frequency that made the glass of water on his desk ripple in perfect geometric patterns.