The screen flickered, casting a sickly blue glow over Sam’s face. He had found it:
"I’m in," Sam said, a smirk forming. He invited Miller to the lobby, and within seconds, they were dropped into the Italian countryside.
Sam grabbed the heavy metal trophy on his desk—the closest thing he had to a weapon. He looked at the screen one last time. The character on the screen, Serious Sam, wasn't looking at the monsters anymore. He was looking directly at the camera, at Sam.
"You ready?" a voice crackled through his headset. It was his friend, Miller, waiting in the Discord lobby.
Sam froze. He looked at the "Free Download" folder on his desktop. The file size was changing, growing larger by the second, as if it were downloading something... into the room with him.