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The screen didn't flicker; it bled. The UI of Devil’s Hunt appeared, but the protagonist, Desmond, wasn't standing in the usual hellscape. He was standing in a hyper-realistic digital recreation of Elias’s own apartment. The level of detail was sickening—right down to the half-empty coffee mug on Elias’s real-world desk.

"It was a cage," Desmond replied, his voice now coming from the living room speakers behind Elias, not the computer. "And the zip file was the keyhole." The screen didn't flicker; it bled

Then, a cold, heavy hand—clad in the familiar charred leather gauntlet of the Savior and Executioner—settled firmly on Elias’s shoulder. "My turn to play," the voice growled in his ear. The level of detail was sickening—right down to

A progress bar appeared on the screen: . Elias tried to Alt-F4, but his keyboard was unresponsive. He reached for the power cable, but a spark jumped from the socket, singeing his fingertips. "My turn to play," the voice growled in his ear

The progress bar hit . The lights in the apartment died. In the sudden darkness, the only thing Elias could see was the glowing monitor. The character of Desmond was gone from the screen. The game world was empty.