The camera swung upward. It captured a moment Elias had completely suppressed: the night of the Great Blackout in his neighborhood. The video showed the streetlights flickering out in a perfect, silent row, followed by the sudden, overwhelming clarity of the Milky Way above a city usually drowned in orange smog.
He watched the sneakers on the screen again. They weren't his. He realized with a jolt that he hadn't recorded the video; he had been the one receiving it. 165057810181.mp4
"Is it on?" a voice whispered—his own voice, sounding younger, breathless. The camera swung upward