The first result was a mirror. The second was his own face. The third was a countdown.
Leo hadn't typed that. His hands were still hovering over the keyboard, the same way they had been for the past seven minutes—since the first unsolicited line of code had appeared in the search bar.
Four seconds left.
double GhostFreakXX.
And on it, two identical profile pictures. Same angle. Same expression. Same absence of eyes. Searching for- double GhostFreakXX in- ...
in...
Then the rest of the query typed itself, one letter at a time, with the slow certainty of a lock being picked: The first result was a mirror
Double.