In the video, a shadow began to rise from the floorboards behind the digital Leo. It wasn't a demon from the game. It was a mess of static and jagged code, shaped like a hand reaching for his throat.
Real-world Leo froze. He felt a sudden, icy draft on the back of his neck. The smell of ozone and burnt silicon filled the air. Devil.May.Cry.5.Deluxe.Edition.part7.rar
"That's not right," Leo muttered, his thumb hovering over the mouse. Part seven should have been at least two gigabytes. In the video, a shadow began to rise