And from the hallway outside his real bedroom, he heard the distinct, wet sound of many feet skittering against the hardwood.
His desktop wallpaper—a peaceful mountain range—slowly began to change. The green trees turned a bruised, necrotic purple. The sky bled into a static grey. Then, a text file opened itself: READ_ME_FIRST.txt . And from the hallway outside his real bedroom,
“You wanted to survive for free,” the note read. “But survival always has a cost.” he heard the distinct