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The air in the room grew thin and sulfurous. The red emergency lights of the game began to pulse against his real walls. Viktor realized then that "BFG" didn't stand for the gun anymore. As the progress bar hit 100%, the monitor didn't go dark. It opened like a door.

But something was off. The ambient humming of the Union Aerospace Corporation base wasn’t coming from his speakers; it felt like it was vibrating in his teeth. The air in the room grew thin and sulfurous

Panic flared, and he reached for the power button, but his hand froze. On the screen, the Doom Marine had stopped moving. The character turned around—slowly, defying the input of the mouse—and looked directly into the camera. The air in the room grew thin and sulfurous