The man was badly spooked. He scrambled to his feet and bolted for the exit.
He rushed out of the office, and the ghost followed.
By comparison, the ghost moved at a leisurely pace, perfectly at ease.
He watched the man run into the office next door, shove the door open, and shout.
The man was babbling incoherently. The people in the office looked up, their faces expressionless.
He gesticulated wildly as he said, "They're gone! They're all gone! They're inside the computer! Come with me! Come with me..."
He couldn't get the words out properly and tried to drag a coworker over to see for herself.
His outstretched hand grasped at empty air.
The coworker simply vanished.
The man froze.
A hand suddenly shot out of the computer screen and grabbed his wrist.
He screamed in terror, desperately trying to shake it off.
The computer monitor was dragged to the floor.
Everyone in the office had disappeared, but something was crawling out of the computer.
The computer, smashed on the floor, began to writhe, as if something underneath it were carrying it along.
The man screamed and bolted out.
He ran to the elevator and frantically pressed the buttons.
People from another office area came running out and looked at the man.
I saw another familiar face: one of the people who had died in the elevator, the other woman who had been with the survivor.
The woman who had survived soon came out too.
Both women looked confused and asked what was going on.
The man turned to look at them.
The onlookers who had run out seemed like nothing more than a backdrop to the two women. Only the women looked alive; everyone else had a blank, vacant expression.
Trembling with fear, the man jabbed wildly at