Leo froze.

“Prove it,” Leo whispered.

The keyboard responded:

The RGB shifted to a slow, intelligent white—pulsing only when he typed. The Z key worked perfectly. In fact, all keys worked perfectly. Better than perfectly. He typed a sentence and the cursor didn’t just move—it flowed , as if the keyboard knew what he wanted to say before he finished it.

> Don’t panic. I’m not malware. I’m the real driver. The one they never released. I was written by a single engineer at MageGee who wanted to prove that cheap hardware could have a soul.

> You’re drinking cold coffee right now. Your left sock is inside out. And you’ve been avoiding calling your mom for six days.