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Eris’s throat went dry. “Who is this?”

“Someone who deleted it the first time,” the man said. “On August 6th, 2024. We thought we fixed the loop. But you just reopened it.”

The timestamp in the video said May 28th, 2024. That was almost two years ago. But the woman in the video had been her. Same face. Same voice. Same scar.

Someone—or some thing —had already watched this file on August 6th, 2024. Eighteen months before she, Eris, had ever laid eyes on it. Video Title- KA24080630-baeyeonseo5wol28ilpaenbang

Eris worked the graveyard shift for the National Digital Preservation Institute, sifting through automated satellite dumps from decommissioned Korean communication relays. Most of it was static, ghost signals from dead satellites, or corrupted fragments of old K-pop broadcasts. But this one was different.

Eris leaned closer. Her coffee went cold.

“Archival Division, this is Eris.”

First Accessed: 2024-08-06 20:06:30 KST — the same date as the file name. Last Modified: Never.

Eris stared at the black screen. Her reflection stared back, younger, unlined, but with the same widening eyes.

The naming convention was gibberish—a slurry of Korean characters, Romanized syllables, and numbers that didn’t match any known upload schema. The file size was exactly 47.3 MB. No thumbnail. No metadata. Eris’s throat went dry

The Penbang Broadcast

She looked back at the screen. The video player had changed. A new line of text glowed faintly beneath the frozen final frame:

“Today is May 28th,” the woman continued. “I’m in Penbang—that’s what we started calling it. The underground lab beneath the old Baeyeonseo Temple ruins. Three months from now, on August 6th, you’re going to receive a request to delete a certain file from the satellite archive. Do not delete it.” We thought we fixed the loop

“This file is not a recording,” the future Eris said. “It’s a key . On August 6th, the sky over the Yellow Sea will turn purple. Not sunset. Not aurora. A resonance cascade from the quantum relay we’re building here in Penbang. You’ll hear a sound like a bell struck underwater. When that happens, play this file on the main terminal at the Institute. Not your laptop. Not your phone. The main terminal.”