You shouldn’t have unzipped the grave.
He didn't turn around. He just watched the reflection as the "MP" in the filename finally made sense. It didn't stand for Multiplayer. It stood for You shouldn’t have unzipped the grave
He was the only player. No, that wasn't right. The player count in the corner read: . It didn't stand for Multiplayer
Suddenly, the "Victory" music played, but the sound was pitched down, sounding more like a funeral dirge. The screen faded to black, but his monitor didn't turn off. In the reflection of the dark glass, Elias saw a small, flickering light behind his own shoulder—the glow of a tiny, oxygen-depleted space helmet. The player count in the corner read:
Elias felt a chill. He tried to Alt-Tab, but the keys were dead. On the screen, his little grey bean-shaped character stopped moving. An emergency meeting was called, but Elias hadn't touched the button.