As the series progressed, it stopped simulating fiction and began reporting anomalies Mira recognized in her own day-to-day logs: a clipping she’d archived last week, a soundbite from the city’s emergency channel, a streetlight shorting at 2:13 a.m. The line between the world on her screen and the world outside her window thinned. Mira told herself the parallels were coincidence, the narrative choices of a clever creator.