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Underneath the symbol, three words were barely legible: “STILL IN ROOM 4.”

Elias’s heart hammered against his ribs. The timestamp was current. It had been sent mere seconds after the photo was supposedly taken.

Elias looked back at the timestamp. 01:10:05. He looked at his wall clock. It was now 1:14 AM. His brother, missing for thirty-six months and presumed dead in the Alpine collapse, was alive. And he was somewhere with a signal.

He reached for his phone. The message was from a contact he hadn’t seen active in three years—a burner account used by his brother, Leo, during the expedition. There was no text, just a single compressed file: IMG_20220108_011005_284.rar .

The notification pinged at 1:10 AM, a sharp digital chirp that cut through the silence of Elias’s darkened apartment. He hadn’t been sleeping; he’d been staring at the frost creeping across the corner of his window, wondering if the storm had finally buried the mountain road.