[NULL_ENTITY] walked through the paused defense, through the goal line, through the screen bezel. A hand made of bad vertex shading and lost nostalgia reached out from the phosphor.
And from the hallway upstairs, a whisper that sounded exactly like his own ten-year-old voice, except it came from no mouth at all: [NULL_ENTITY] walked through the paused defense, through the
Leo felt his chair get cold. The basement lights went out one by one, from the back to the front, until only the monitor glowed. [NULL_ENTITY] walked through the paused defense
Leo shut his eyes.