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He saw himself. He saw the back of his own head, sitting in his chair, right there in the movie.

It was a man in his forties, eyes tired, scarred. He looked directly into the camera lens. He looked at Elias. spiderman no way home internet archive

Elias’s hand trembled. He pressed Play again. He saw himself

The digital noise wasn't destroying the image. It was building something. sitting in his chair

The compression artifacts swirled again, forming the shape of a web. The web extended out of the screen, the aspect ratio stretching beyond the 16:9 confines of his monitor, bleeding into the black bezels of his display.

He looked at his hands. They were flickering. Slightly. Like a weak signal on an analog TV.