: Soumya, a woman who seems to exist in a memory Elias never lived.
"You're late," she said. The audio was crystal clear. "The door is closing, Elias. Find the bridge." The player crashed. The file vanished from the folder. soumya.mp4
The video jumped. Now they were in a garden. The light was golden, that specific honey-hue of a dying summer. Soumya was laughing, tossing a handful of marigold petals into the air. The audio was distorted, turning her laughter into a melodic, metallic chime. : Soumya, a woman who seems to exist