The video didn't start with a face. It started with the sound of wind—a low, rhythmic thrumming against a microphone. The image was shaky, the high-contrast sunlight of a late July afternoon washing out the colors. It was a view from a moving car, the camera pointed out the passenger side window at a blur of golden wheat fields.

The drive was cold, a silver slab of aluminum buried at the bottom of a cardboard box labeled “Office Misc – 2018.” When Elias finally plugged it in, the fans of his laptop whirred into a frantic spin, protesting the ancient hardware.

He right-clicked the file, renamed it The Blue Volvo July 14 , and moved it out of the Temp folder, finally bringing it home.