Leo didn’t turn around. He was staring at the bottom of the index, where a new folder had just appeared, timestamped in real-time: /users/leo_moss/ .
Leo’s hands trembled. "He deleted himself. He didn't die. He removed himself from the index. From every timeline. That’s why the obituaries are blank. That’s why no one found a body."
Leo opened the log. It contained a conversation from five minutes in the future.
