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The screen split into four feeds. Food court. Parking garage. Women’s restroom. And a third-person view of… himself. His own desk chair. His own rumpled hoodie. But his face was pale, and his eyes had a sick, yellow tint.

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A zombie shambled past his bedroom door in the camera feed. Not on-screen. In real life. He heard the wet drag of a foot on the hallway carpet. The screen split into four feeds

A new window opened. Not a camera feed this time. A chat box. and his eyes had a sick

He recognized the food court. The fake palm trees. The escalators that led to the slot machines.

Fortune City. The in-game mall.

He double-clicked.