Buried in a subfolder called was a single audio file. He double-clicked.

But Leo wasn’t reading texts anymore. He was navigating the save file path, but not to delete—to back up . He copied the folder to three different drives, then opened the game’s local files for the first time in years.

His phone buzzed. A text from Mira: “I changed my mind. Don’t delete it. Just… come to bed.”

His finger hovered over the mouse. Just a file. But inside that folder was the moment he and Val—his real-life Val—had laughed so hard at a glitched NPC that she’d snorted milk out her nose. The save was a ghost, and he was the medium.

He pressed Y.