He didn't look back. He grabbed the power cord of his PC and yanked it from the wall.
It wasn't plugged in. There was no power. But the screen glowed with a dull, sickly red light. Across the center of the black display, white text began to crawl, mimicking the game’s iconic font: Devil.May.Cry.5.Deluxe.Edition.part7.rar
The cursor blinked on the desktop, a rhythmic, taunting heartbeat. He didn't look back
Real-world Leo froze. He felt a sudden, icy draft on the back of his neck. The smell of ozone and burnt silicon filled the air. white text began to crawl