Suddenly, the "S" on the label clicked. It didn't stand for Storage. It stood for .
The "Matures" weren't people; they were the images themselves.
The air in the small, cluttered editing suite smelled of stale coffee and ozone. Elias, a veteran film restorer known in the industry as "the ghost," squinted at a flickering monitor. He was currently working on a batch of unmarked VHS tapes labeled simply: