Leo tried to close the window. Ctrl+Alt+Del. Nothing. His keyboard keys began to melt—no, bleed . A thin red drip from the ‘W’ key. The room temperature spiked. His chair felt like molten metal.

He scrambled for his phone. The screen showed his reflection—but his eyes were two hollow, glowing dots. His health bar appeared above his head. It read: .

“The soundtrack finds you. Don’t let it find you first.”

He clicked the first link. "UltraKill_Full_OST_MP3.zip" — 47MB. Suspiciously small. His cursor hovered.