Elias leaned back, his face illuminated by the cold blue light of the monitor. He wasn't just looking for a game; he was looking for an escape. He wanted the mud, the ice, and the punishing isolation of the Siberian wilderness, a world away from his humid, cramped office.
He opened it. It was a high-resolution photo of his own front door, taken from the outside, covered in fresh, impossible snow. Elias leaned back, his face illuminated by the
The screen went black. A second later, the power in the apartment surged back on. Elias leaned back
A message appeared in the game's global chat—a feature usually disabled in this "repacked" version. a world away from his humid