There were no descriptions, only a broken mirror link and a single comment from a deleted user: "Don't look at the metadata."
He looked at his clock. It was the exact same date and time. He looked down at his own hands, then back at the screen. The "ppgnq" wasn't a random string of characters. It was a cipher. When he shifted the letters back three places in his mind, it spelled out a name. His own.
He finally ran a standard extraction tool. The progress bar crawled, then stalled at 99%. A dialogue box popped up, but it wasn't a system error. It was a text prompt in a font he didn't recognize: “Are you sure you want to remember?” Elias clicked 'Yes.'