He looked at the brass key Honza had been holding. Then, he looked at the box of "junk" he’d cleared from the photographer’s desk earlier that morning. At the very bottom, wrapped in a stained silk scarf, sat a small, tarnished brass key.

"August 13th was the day I disappeared," Honza whispered. "The world will think I went into the industry. I just needed a place where no one would look for a hero." The video cut to black exactly at the twenty-minute mark.

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