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"Cute," Elias muttered, his heart rate picking up. "Someone mapped the building."

He looked back at the screen. He made his character pick up the gun. The moment the digital hand closed around the grip, Elias felt a cold, metallic weight settle into his own right palm.

Elias looked away from the screen toward his real kitchen island. It was empty, save for a bowl of half-eaten cereal. File: Guntastic.zip ...

The weight in Elias's hand grew warmer. The game camera panned to the digital front door. Something was tapping on the other side.

When he clicked it, his monitor didn’t flicker or go black. Instead, it emitted a low-frequency hum that made the water in the glass on his desk ripple. The game didn’t have a main menu. It just dropped him into a hyper-realistic, grey-scale rendering of his own apartment. "Cute," Elias muttered, his heart rate picking up

Elias didn't look at the screen anymore. He stared at his real front door. The handle began to turn.

No smoke. No casing. Just the smell of ozone and the weight of a weapon he couldn't see. The moment the digital hand closed around the

On the screen, a message finally appeared in a jagged, red font: