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The show was on a rooftop that used to host a summer movie series. A tarp had been strung across HVAC units; a circle of folding chairs faced a projector. The crowd was an odd composition of the city: teenagers with bleached hair, retirees who still had their original theater coupons, a woman with a stroller. No one checked tickets. No one asked for proof. The projector flickered; someone in the back tuned a guitar for ambiance.

Each sighting was small and unsubstantial, like breath on glass. But the sum of small things has weight. An unease spread that was less fear and more the knowledge that an idea was moving through the city the way flu moves through winter. People began to look for it in corners, to feel their neighborhoods as if they were props waiting for cues. For some, it was comforting—an anchor in the drift of new development and high rents. For others, it felt invasive, like someone rearranging furniture in your home while you slept. Your.Friendly.Neighborhood.Spider.Man.S01E01.48...

On a Tuesday that felt indistinguishable from all other Tuesdays, an automated ticket arrived through the support queue: a corrupt upload flagged by an algorithm for excessive punctuation. The filename was the first thing Casey saw. The second was the content—48 frames of a man in a cheap suit, perched in the corner of a room that might be a set, might be a real place. Each frame lasted a fraction too long. The man blinked too slowly. Sometimes he smiled like someone in a store who recognizes a regular. Sometimes he stared directly into the camera with a careful, rehearsed patience. At the final frame, he mouthed three words. The show was on a rooftop that used