The screen went black. A searing heat surged through Elias's right calf. He gasped, looking down to see a faint, glowing seam appearing under his skin, mirroring the stitch marks on the character.
the text scrolled across the monitor. "BUT THE HARDWARE IS PROVIDED BY YOU." The door handle began to turn.
When Elias clicked "Download," he expected a glitchy indie horror game. He didn't expect the hum of his computer to shift into a low, rhythmic thumping, like a heavy heartbeat against the floorboards.