In the present, Elias watched his younger self’s editing choices. He’d used the "Glitch" filter heavily. Sarah’s smile fragmented into neon pixels and then snapped back together. It was a visual metaphor he hadn’t realized he was making at the time: a memory struggling to stay whole.

The screen went black. The file size was small—only 42 megabytes—but as Elias sat in the silence of his room, it felt like the heaviest thing on the drive. He didn't delete it. He renamed it The_Night_The_World_Stood_Still.mp4 and moved it out of the archive, finally giving the ghost a home.

The progress bar crawled. When the folder popped open, it revealed a single MP4 file. He double-clicked.