Video 2022-08-13 - 20-07-46-1.rar

The screen flickered to life at . The camera was shaky, held by someone running through a field of high, dry grass that caught the amber light of a dying summer sun.

As the timestamp on the screen ticked toward 8:10 PM, the wind picked up, muffling their whispers. Elias watched his younger self trip, the camera hitting the soft earth, recording nothing but the blades of grass and the sound of two people breathing in the humid air, completely unaware that this specific Saturday would be the last time they’d speak for three years. Video 2022-08-13 20-07-46-1.rar

"You're going to miss it!" a voice laughed from off-camera. It was Sarah. The screen flickered to life at