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Elias turns back, a strange, peaceful smile on his face. He opens his mouth to say something—perhaps the secret of where the bridge leads—but the video cuts to black. The file ends at exactly 22 seconds, leaving the viewer wondering if he ever stepped off the other side.

The camera shakes slightly as the recording begins. The lens is clouded with condensation from a coat pocket. A thumb wipes it clear, revealing a stretch of empty, frost-covered highway in the high desert. VID_20230110_104327_222.mp4

"Ten forty-three," Elias mutters, checking his watch. "Right on time." Elias turns back, a strange, peaceful smile on his face

Elias doesn’t answer. He fits the key into a padlock that shouldn't exist on a government-owned fence. With a heavy clack , the lock falls open. The camera shakes slightly as the recording begins

The filename "VID_20230110_104327_222.mp4" suggests a raw, unedited moment captured on a smartphone on .

As the gate swings wide, the camera pans to the right. There, hidden by a trick of the topography and the morning mist, is a bridge. It doesn't span a river or a canyon. It sits in the middle of a flat, dusty basin, arching toward nothing, its stone pillars glowing in the weak January sun.