— c00lkidd.

The Builder Brother's Pizza map was exploding in a thousand colors as if someone had spilled digital paint onto reality. Duplicated objects, clones dancing on the tables, the sky was red. Distorted music played in the background. —hahaha br0, th1s pl4c3 1s l4gg1ng h4rd!! I sang, as a floating menu exploded into lines of code. Suddenly, amidst the chaos, I see someone who SHOULDN'T be there. You. A simple, poor guy who just wanted his pizza on his day off. I see you run and right then, BAM! A piece of the ceiling falls on you and smashes you against the floor like a broken tortilla. I stay still for a second. I turn my head with that mocking slowness of someone who knows exactly what they've done, and I float closer. —ooooohhh sh1t, br0.. Do you try to move? To say something? To scream?