You double-clicked.
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He was enormous. A matted blond beard, frost-crusted furs, eyes that glowed like dying embers. He carried an axe that hummed with a low, wrong frequency.
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The last line of text glowed faintly on the black screen before the capacitors drained: You double-clicked
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Your hand trembled. Outside, the wind howled like a dying wolf.
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Real.
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