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Then, at the 2:42 mark, a reflection appeared in the glass of the balcony door. It was Elias, younger and looking far less tired, holding a guitar he hadn't played in a decade. He wasn't practicing; he was just sitting there, watching the snow start to fall, looking completely at peace.

Elias hadn’t opened that computer in years. He remembered that date—as a blur of gray slush and cold coffee. It was the week he’d moved out of his city apartment, a time he usually preferred to keep in the "recycle bin" of his memory. He double-clicked. The media player flickered to life. 20211213-1080_2.mp4

(e.g., nostalgic, suspenseful, celebratory) Then, at the 2:42 mark, a reflection appeared