This one is a little different. And I wanted you to know it up front. Here I offer you a story in a bottle, a chambered tale that is intentionally curious about semiotics and diegesis. One that skirts the line between exposition and quiet interaction in a single setting. A stage piece that explores the depth of memory and loyalty. I'm experimenting in deep time and the summoning of personal ghosts across eons. I hope you enjoy it. For clarity, I wanted to let you know what kind of story this one is. Eight hundred years ago, Tomas helped the androids escape Earth. When a letter from his past arrives alongside a "ghost" with glowing green eyes, Tomas is forced to confront the past and the time-lost decisions of his endless life. Hidden within a thousand-year-old photograph lies a secret—the trigger to a device—that could shatter the solar system. In a world of infinite life and fading memories, what is worth remembering enough to die for? Tomas has lived an extraordinarily long time. So long that there are things he never wants to know about again. He has let memory slip away, deliberately forgetting how he got where he is, and has confined himself to a universe of four walls. His world is a fading fortress protecting him from the knowledge that life will break your heart an infinite number of times, and that one gesture can restore it.