Last night, when I was chasing her...

that's where it starts

What I see changes

The stairs... stretch

It's an optical illusion

Which later disappears from my record. And it doesn't end there

At this moment, I'm seeing...

a train at the platform

A train that isn't there

Placing a moving image in real time

Who can hack a human being?

How do we stop this?

To find the hacker, we hire one

What can I do for you?

Girl's a blank slate. No digital footprint

She makes her living covering up secrets

She's a master editor

who can erase the unwanted act in the record

And most of all, she erases herself

And now her clients are getting erased

This level of anonymizing makes all crime possible

Anonymity is the enemy

Someone is killing my customers, trying to make it look like it's me

She's playing you

I'm not safe

Neither are you

If we can't believe our eyes... the system doesn't work

You can't stay anonymous

Delete everything

I'm keeping my son's memory alive. What's wrong with that?

You can't look back