In the game, he walked into his kitchen. There, sitting on the digital kitchen island, was a revolver. It was rendered in high-contrast chrome, pulsing with a faint, rhythmic light.
He looked back at the screen. He made his character pick up the gun. The moment the digital hand closed around the grip, Elias felt a cold, metallic weight settle into his own right palm. File: Guntastic.zip ...
"Cute," Elias muttered, his heart rate picking up. "Someone mapped the building." In the game, he walked into his kitchen
Elias looked away from the screen toward his real kitchen island. It was empty, save for a bowl of half-eaten cereal. He looked back at the screen
The weight in Elias's hand grew warmer. The game camera panned to the digital front door. Something was tapping on the other side.
No smoke. No casing. Just the smell of ozone and the weight of a weapon he couldn't see.