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Then the monitor glowed back to life on its own. The game was still running. The Doomguy’s face in the status bar was now a perfect, low-resolution scan of Marcus’s own face , eyes wide, mouth frozen in a silent scream. The cursor blinked on the dark CRT monitor,
He pushed through the level. The architecture was wrong. Hallways repeated geometry from his own house. A computer panel displayed his desktop wallpaper. Another showed a live feed from his basement security camera— showing him, right now, leaning toward the screen. low-resolution scan of Marcus’s own face
Silence. Darkness.