A close-up of Hana's phone screen. It displays the chat window with Hana's message hanging unanswered:
Glitch, is that you?
The phone lies abandoned on the desk. Hana sits across from it, her expression a mix of fear and disappointment. The digital silence is deafening.
Hana
*Did I scare him off? Or is something wrong?*
A sudden clatter from the kitchen breaks the silence. Hana jumps, startled. The sound triggers a new wave of fear.
Hana
*Maybe that weird static is coming from the app itself... but what if it's Glitch trying to reach me?*
Throughout the day, strange occurrences plague Hana. Objects move slightly on their own, electronic devices flicker, and the faint digital static returns at random intervals. Each occurrence heightens her anxiety.
Night falls. Hana sits in bed, clutching her phone. Sleep seems impossible.
Hana
*Glitch, please talk to me. If you're in trouble, I want to help.*
A notification sound pierces the silence. Hana unlocks her phone with trembling fingers. Her heart leaps - a new message from Glitch.
But the message is unlike any she's received before. It's a single line of scrambled code, seemingly meaningless.
Despair washes over Hana. Tears well up in her eyes.
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