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How Subtly Moving My Camera Angle a Few Degrees Every Minute Broke My Team’s Focus

FLASH FICTION | LIMINAL HORROR

By Jesse ShelleyPublished 6 months ago 1 min read
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It started as an accident. I nudged my laptop slightly during a meeting, just enough to shift my camera angle a fraction of an inch. No one noticed. Not at first.

So I did it again.

Every minute or so, I adjusted the angle — barely perceptible, almost unnoticeable. At first, it was curiosity. Then, it became control. I watched as my coworkers, one by one, started to fidget. Eyes flickered toward my box on the screen. Brows furrowed, subtle shifts in posture, subconscious attempts to correct an imbalance they couldn’t name.

By the second meeting, Sarah from HR was blinking more than usual. Greg from accounting stopped taking notes. The CEO, a man who normally never acknowledged my existence, frowned slightly before glancing away like he had caught something in his peripheral vision and decided it was better left unseen.

By the third meeting, the silence had changed. Conversations felt thinner, forced. People hesitated before speaking. I took my time making the adjustments now, deliberate, controlled. A degree here, a degree there. I let the tension build, let them feel it without understanding it.

By the fourth meeting, Greg turned off his camera entirely.

By the fifth, Sarah asked if my camera was… ‘off.’ I shook my head, smiled, and left it at that.

By the sixth meeting, they stopped looking at me altogether.

That’s when I knew I had won.

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Jesse Shelley

Digital & criminal forensics expert, fiction crafter. I dissect crimes and noir tales alike—shaped by prompt rituals, investigative obsession, and narrative precision. Every case bleeds story. Every story, a darker truth. Come closer.

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  • Dr Hamza Yaqoob 6 months ago

    Beautifully written. I really connected with this piece. I'm new here too, sharing stories from my own struggles and journey—would love your thoughts if you ever get the chance. Keep writing!

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