Lost Media Novels & Stories

He turned around and asked, "What is it?" Jessica hung up the phone and looked grim. She said, "The other side said that the computer that stored the wedding photos has been lost. They are looking for it." Thomas frowned and his face turned ugly. "They lost their computer?" His eyes moved slightly. "Isn't there a card in the camera?" Jessica said in a low voice, "It's said that the camera was lost with the computer." The studio was in chaos. If someone stole it while they were not paying attention, it was possible.

"I have so much important stuff on there. I can't believe I lost it." "I know it's upsetting," Iskander said, "but there's nothing we can do about it now. I'd locate the cell phone company and demand they block it, at least whoever finds it has access to that vital information.” He said. “Then by tomorrow, I get a replacement." He added. I nodded, trying to stay positive. But deep down, I knew that I would miss the photos and messages on my phone. They were like little pieces of my life, and I felt a sense of loss at the thought of losing them. What was worse is that I didn't back anything there up.

At first, there’s nothing. Then I realize the “Recently Deleted” folder has been cleared. No trace. Like it never happened. Except—I know it did. My mind races. I open my messaging app, checking for old notifications, anything. Eventually, in a quiet corner of my inbox, I find a single, fragmented notification buried deep in my system log: [Missed call – Knoxx Wayne – 9:46 PM.] My breath catches. It was five days ago. I never saw it. Because someone erased it.

His legacy was been tampered with. Who the hell is JC? “And.....”, Harry hesitated. “What”, Reid questioned, sharp and impatient. “The woman at the mall. We couldn't find her face. By the time we went back to collect the footage, every thing was gone. Their software had a major upgrade, they probably didn't backup so previous data was lost. It was as if she never entered the mall. Every single footage that would show her face was gone.” Reid's face twisted in anger. “What the fuck are you saying?”, he narrowed his eyes in disbelief and turned to face Harry.

The trash bin was empty—even though I’d dumped three drafts of the post-game summary into it last night before my brain shut down. My palm felt slick against the mouse as I forced myself to double-click the local drive. Documents. Athletic Communications. Spring Tourney. Hidden System Archive. I hit the enter key. The window loaded, and my stomach instantly turned entirely inside out, a violent wave of nausea hitting my throat so hard I had to press my hand over my mouth to keep from gagging. The subfolder was empty. The one titled The Real Noah was all gone. Completely wiped from the directory. "No, no, no, no," I muttered as my fingers flew across the keys, ripping open the terminal histor

The moderator thanked us. Then called time for the day. Presentations over. Judgment in two days. Back in the breakout room, no one spoke for a long moment. Lena broke the silence. “We were solid.” Sarah nodded. “Really solid.” Tom stared at his laptop like it had betrayed him personally. “But that missing file… it cost us the wow factor.” I exhaled slowly. “We don’t know that yet.” But we did. I looked at them—my team, hearts already cracked from Isabella’s loss, now carrying this too.

A gentle melody filled the air, and the spotlight illuminated the white wall as the video began, showcasing a presentation prepared by my grandfather. Overall, the video was quite pleasant, featuring comments from employees, anecdotes from close friends, and images of my grandfather at some of the company’s most important moments over the years—like grand openings and award ceremonies. The screen flickered for a moment, and there was a brief pause as it seemed there was a malfunction. Just as quickly, the spotlight came back on, and the video resumed. However, instead of more images of my grandfather, the screen now showed intimate photos of me.

POV. Alexander I run out of the cafeteria doors after my mate. But once I reached the woods I couldn't smell her any longer, it's like she just disappeared into thin air. "I need more wolf's in the woods right fucking now. My mate is missing and I want her back NOW!!" I mind link to my entire pack with my Alpha command. It felt like we were out in the woods all day but it had only been hours. When I had almost given up hope I saw her at the edge of the woods by a big tree talking to none other than, Jaxson Shadow the Alpha of The Shadow pack.

I think our system has been down these past few days, and we are having a maintenance. “Not a single footage?” [Yes, unfortunately.] Madison took a deep breath before talking back. “It’s okay, thank you for your time. Have a great day ahead.” She ended the call and looked helpless. Now, she doesn’t know how to find answers to her question. She thought that the footages could help her have the answers she seeks for but it was all gone. She felt tired after a long day so she just decided to take a rest and forget all her worries.

I feel really sad for him. “I have learned in these four months that people shouldn’t ruin their life only for the fear of future or fear of loss. People should enjoy their present and live their present fully. Everyone have to go from this world one day so, why don’t we spend time with each other and live life fully and make memories. God will reveal His plans for us, when it’s time. We might feel lost, we might not know, what our future holds. But He does and He will guide us every step of the way. And you know what I also have understood that it’s a great gift from God that our future is hidden from us and we should enjoy our present without fearing from loss of the future.”