He tried to stand up, but his limbs felt heavy, as if his own "physics" were being recalculated. He looked down at his hands. They were becoming smooth. The lines of his palms were fading into low-polygon edges.
He looked back at the screen. The faceless figure in the corner was gone. BlueLightSFM_(2021).zip
In its place was a perfect render of a man sitting at a desk, frozen in terror. The man looked exactly like Elias. He tried to stand up, but his limbs
He tried to stand up, but his limbs felt heavy, as if his own "physics" were being recalculated. He looked down at his hands. They were becoming smooth. The lines of his palms were fading into low-polygon edges.
He looked back at the screen. The faceless figure in the corner was gone.
In its place was a perfect render of a man sitting at a desk, frozen in terror. The man looked exactly like Elias.