Elias spun around. The room was empty, but the air was now a vacuum. Panic flared in his chest—the physiological state of anoxemia , a total lack of oxygen in the blood. His vision began to tunnel, the edges of the room fraying into digital noise, much like the corrupted archive on his screen. He looked back at the monitor. The extraction was at 100%. A new file had appeared: User_Profile.txt .
The sound didn't come from his speakers. It came from the corner of the room, behind his chair. The Extraction Anoxemia.rar
He clicked it with trembling fingers. The text inside was a single line, updating in real-time as his pulse hammered against his neck: Elias spun around