When he clicked play, the video didn't show a person. Instead, it was a fixed shot of a sun-bleached balcony in what looked like Lisbon. The wind hissed through the microphone, creating a low-frequency hum that made Arthur’s teeth ache. For three minutes, nothing happened.
Intrigued, Arthur ran the file through a metadata extractor. He found a set of GPS coordinates buried in the "Artist" tag. They pointed to a crumbling villa on the outskirts of Sintra. 4n4lf3rn4nd3s-0d.mp4
Arthur looked back at the filename: 4n4lf3rn4nd3s .Ana Fernandes. When he clicked play, the video didn't show a person