"Alright," Jax whispered, his fingers dancing over the mechanical keyboard. "Let’s see if the bypass holds."

He sighed, reached for his mouse, and clicked "Log Out." It was time to find a new game—and a new script. moderator" technical battle?

Suddenly, the chat box flickered. Nice car, Jax. How’d you get the credits so fast? You were in a truck five minutes ago.

The screen went black. Jax sat in the silence of his room, the hum of his PC cooling fans the only sound left. He had all the money in the world for fifteen minutes, but in the end, he had no world left to spend it in.