He had no memory of downloading it. It wasn’t a work project or a photo backup. It was just there—the eighth iteration of a file that apparently kept finding its way onto his hard drive.
Confused, Elias checked the file metadata. The GPS coordinates led to a small park three towns over. Even stranger, the "Date Modified" was set to . g (8).zip
Inside wasn't a virus. It was a single, high-resolution image of an old, weathered oak tree in the middle of a field he didn’t recognize. He had no memory of downloading it