Elias reached for the power button on his PC, but his hand stopped mid-air. Through the thin wood of his bedroom door, he heard the distinct, digital crackle of a 16-bit footstep.
He pressed the 'W' key. On the screen, the sprite took a step forward. In the real world, a heavy thud echoed from the hallway. File: GAME.exe.zip ...
He didn't dare turn around. He just watched the monitor as a pair of low-res, grey hands reached out from the edge of the screen, moving toward the "player's" throat. Elias reached for the power button on his
The hum in the room reached a deafening crescendo, then suddenly—silence. he heard the distinct