Before I can stand up, an icon in the upper right-hand corner of the screen catches my eye. A cloud. I'm not sure why I reach for the mouse and click. I'll never know why my curiosity prods me. But I lean down and I double tap the cloud, watching more icons flood the screen, along with pictures of various buildings. Construction sites.

There's a video at the very bottom.

Recognition hits me in the throat.

That's my apartment. My dollhouse studio.

When did he record a video inside of it?

I ...