Leo reached out and tapped the mute button on his mic. The light turned green. He leaned in close, his heart hammering against his ribs in the quiet room.

He shouldn't do it. It was sketchy, likely malware, and objectively ridiculous.

The monitor flashed a brilliant, blinding white. Leo shielded his eyes, stumbling back in his chair. When the light subsided, the installer window was gone. In its place, the center of his desktop now held a single, pixelated icon of a golden door.

"Come on," Leo whispered to the monitor. "Don't do this to me now."