From that day on, the driver never failed. But sometimes, late at night, she’d hear a soft whir from the office—not scanning anything, just calibrating itself, as if to say: I’m still here. And I remember everything.

Marta needed to scan a 19th-century map for a museum client. She fed the brittle parchment into the ADF, clicked "Scan," and watched the progress bar stall at 2%.

The scanner hummed peacefully. The Epson Scan 2 window popped up—clean, normal, responsive.