The speakers on his desk began to hum, a low-frequency vibration that rattled his coffee mug. He looked at the last line of the file, which was rapidly rewriting itself in real-time. 455 00:45:22,000 --> 00:45:25,000 SYNCING NOW.

But as he scrolled down to the 45-minute mark—the airport battle—the dialogue changed. It wasn't Steve Rogers or Tony Stark speaking anymore.

His breath hitched. He wasn't even playing the movie; he was just looking at the raw .srt in Notepad. He tried to delete the file, but his mouse cursor drifted toward the corner of the screen, moving against his will.