He looked back at the screen one last time. At the bottom of the window, in tiny, flickering font, it read:
Elias stared at his own reflection in the glass of the monitor. Behind him, in the dark reflection of the doorway, a pale hand was slowly gripping the frame. VN В» Sayfa 2 / 74 В» Socigames
Elias reached for his mouse, his hand shaking. As he hovered over Choice A, a soft click echoed from the hallway of his actual apartment—the sound of a light switch being flipped. He looked back at the screen one last time
