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But this wasn't the game. There were no HUD elements. No combo weapon meter. A janitor in a stained yellow shirt was mopping near the sushi kiosk. A woman in a blue dress argued with a valet. Normal. Boring. His internet had been throttled for three days

Leo watched, frozen, as the janitor dropped his mop. The woman in blue turned—her mouth opened wide, too wide, and her teeth came down on the valet’s shoulder. Blood sprayed across the sushi counter’s plastic shrimp display. It was like a digital law of nature:

A progress bar appeared in the corner of his eye. Not on the screen. In his vision.

Leo’s hands shook. He typed: Y