She didn’t click it. Not yet.
Mira screamed at the screen. “No, no, no, you idiot—” Totem.2023.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.YK-CM-.mp4
Elias walked into frame, gaunt, bearded, wearing a torn canvas jacket she’d never seen before. He looked older than 28. He looked ancient. “The locals don’t speak of this place,” he said, pointing behind him at the totem. “They call it the Recording . Every seventh year, the wind carries memories into the wood. Not just memories— copies . Pieces of people who’ve passed through the valley. I don’t know how it works. But look.” She didn’t click it
The video skipped. Now Elias was frantic, digging at the base of the totem with a rusted shovel. “I’m going to carve myself into it,” he said. “Voluntarily. If the totem stores people, maybe I can be stored and then… retrieved. Like data. Like a backup. I’ll leave a copy of myself here and go home. Two Eliases. Two of me. One to stay, one to live. Don’t you see? It’s immortality.” “No, no, no, you idiot—” Elias walked into