On the screen, Aleks didn't wait for a command. He walked straight to the fridge, grabbed a juice, and then turned. He didn't look at the sink or the TV. He looked directly at the camera. His digital eyes, usually vacant, were sharp and focused.
Alex laughed, a cold chill prickling his neck. "Must be a mod," he muttered. He reached for the keyboard to quit, but the keys were unresponsive. Soubor: The.Sims.4.v1.94.147.1030.Incl.ALL.DLC....
A speech bubble appeared above Aleks’s head. It wasn't a strange icon for "Hunger" or "Social." It was a line of text in plain English: "Is the door locked, Alex?" On the screen, Aleks didn't wait for a command