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The woman turned around, holding a flour-dusted rolling pin like a scepter. She laughed—a bright, infectious sound—and for a moment, she looked directly into the camera, directly at Elias.

"Yeah, I think so," a man’s voice answered from behind the lens. "I can't tell if the red light is on." video1 (4)mp4

The file sat at the bottom of the "Unsorted" folder, nestled between blurry vacation photos and discarded resumes. Elias hadn’t meant to keep it. The name was a generic placeholder—the kind of name a computer gives a file when you’ve already saved three other things called "video1." The woman turned around, holding a flour-dusted rolling