The cursor hovered over the button. Not the green "Download" one—that was too easy. It was the tiny, grey, almost apologetic link beneath it: v16.04.2024 – community upload (cracked) .

They weren't attacking him. They were re-enacting their own deaths.

Final objective: Upload yourself.

On the screen, a final line of text, typed in real-time:

He double-clicked. The screen went black. Not the usual fade, but a hard, sudden cut to absolute nothing.

The flesh-walls behind him sealed shut. The jittering player-ghosts turned in unison. Their faces—just low-res JPGs—were all smiling now. The same smile.

New objective: Witness.