He looked back at the screen. He made his character pick up the gun. The moment the digital hand closed around the grip, Elias felt a cold, metallic weight settle into his own right palm.
In the game, he walked into his kitchen. There, sitting on the digital kitchen island, was a revolver. It was rendered in high-contrast chrome, pulsing with a faint, rhythmic light. File: Guntastic.zip ...
No smoke. No casing. Just the smell of ozone and the weight of a weapon he couldn't see. He looked back at the screen
"Cute," Elias muttered, his heart rate picking up. "Someone mapped the building." In the game, he walked into his kitchen
He jumped, nearly falling out of his chair. He wasn’t holding anything, yet his hand was heavy. His fingers were curled around an invisible shape. When he pulled the trigger in the game, a deafening crack echoed through his physical room, and a very real hole appeared in his bedroom wall.