Following the hare... Polishing the looking glass... We’re all mad here.

She plugged in her USB drive—a scratched, 8 GB Lexar with a skull sticker on it—and double-clicked the .exe . There was no installation wizard, no license agreement, no serial key prompt. A tiny terminal window flashed:

A green progress bar filled. And then—nothing. No icon. No shortcut. Just a folder named WhiteRabbit on her drive.

Diego froze. That wasn’t in the original.