The trailing hyphen in the filename finally made sense. It wasn't a dash. It was a minus sign.

Inside the extracted folder was a single text file: READ_ME_FIRST.txt .

Outside the window, the city skyline began to stutter. A skyscraper in the distance blinked out of existence, replaced by a gray, untextured monolith. The "rar" wasn't a compressed archive; it was a patch.

“Don’t look behind you,” the text continued. “There’s nothing there yet. We’re still compiling the room. 0625 isn’t a date, Elias. It’s a coordinate. And you just gave us the IP address to the physical world.”