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"I don't know if this is going to work," he whispered into the microphone. The wind muffled his voice, turning it into a ghostly rasp.

Elias held the camera steady for exactly ten seconds. His hands shook, not from the cold, but from the realization that once he stopped this recording, he had to go. He lowered the phone, the screen still glowing with the image of that impossible green light, and tucked it into his jacket pocket. VID_20200904_231056.mp4

The blue light of the smartphone screen was the only thing illuminating Elias’s face. He stood on the edge of the old pier, the wood groaning under his boots. It was 11:10 PM. The air was thick with the scent of salt and the lingering heat of a September day that refused to quit. He hit record. "I don't know if this is going to