“One night,” Eric said. “You don’t get guns or superpowers. You get the rain. And you get the truth about who killed her. I’ll walk with you. Then the file ends, and I fade back into the seeders and leechers of the darknet. Do you understand?”
Leo finally found his voice. “You’re not real. You’re a 550MB YIFY rip. The audio desyncs at 47 minutes. I’ve seen it a hundred times.”
“The movie doesn’t show the whole truth,” Eric continued, stepping closer. His boots left no footprints—just a trail of corrupted data. “It shows my pain. But every person who watches… the Crow finds their own reflection. You’ve been carrying her ghost. Let me help you carry the weight.”