Leo woke up to a notification on his new phone. It wasn't a text or an email. It was a photo of his own living room, taken from the corner of the ceiling. He looked up, but there was no camera there.
Leo had been staring at his cracked iPhone 7 for months, waiting for a sign. When he saw the neon sign in the window of a dusty electronics shop——he thought his luck had finally turned.
Leo looked down at his screen. The front-facing camera was glowing a faint, eerie red. He tried to power it off, but the screen stayed bright, displaying a single line of text: If you'd like to continue this, let me know:
Then his phone buzzed again. A message from an unknown contact: “Thanks for the gift. I’m enjoying the view.”
The man finally looked up, a strange glint in his eyes. "That works. Sign here."