A small smooth river stone on a worn wooden tabletop, warm morning light falling across it. A single handwritten line on a scrap of paper beside it reads: "You've done this before. Without asking. You will again. Trust the reach." The stone has a faint worn mark on one side — the shape of a seam or a door. Quiet. Simple. A thing left for someone to find. A lamp shard rests nearby, ceramic, jagged on one edge. | Brainrot Research