He looked back at the screen. The game character was no longer in the warehouse. He was in a digital recreation of Elias’s own apartment. On the screen, the virtual Elias was sitting at a virtual computer. And standing right behind the chair was Alma, her long black hair draped over the character's shoulders.
He reached for the power button, but his hand froze. On the monitor, the "game" Elias turned his head slowly. His face was a mirror of Elias’s own terror, but his eyes were missing—just hollow, weeping pixels. File: F.E.A.R.Platinum.Collection.zip ...
Elias chuckled, the dry sound echoing in his cramped apartment. "Nice touch," he muttered. The game was famous for Alma Wade, the psychic powerhouse in the red dress who jumped out at players when they least expected it. He launched the executable. He looked back at the screen