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The video continued. Beatrice held up a small, polished stone, perfectly black, with a single thread of silver running through its core. “They told me not to record this. They said the watcher has to find it blind. But I was never good at following rules, was I?”

The camera jostled. She was standing up. The terminal window on screen began to fill with frantic, automated text. Untitled Video

Beatrice sighed. “The connection is weak tonight. But it’s there. You just have to look at the edges.” The video continued