The oldest file on the drive was created eleven years ago.

I double-clicked on that ancient file to open it up.

The screen displayed my late wife, Margaret, sitting at her home desk.

She looked visibly exhausted, pale, and terrified, yet there was a strong look of determination in her eyes.

She looked directly into the camera lens and began speaking.

“If anyone ever finds and watches this recording, please know that I did not lose my balance and fall.”