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Alex reached for the power button, but the cursor moved on its own, clicking . The screen went pitch black. In the silence of the apartment, Alex realized they couldn't remember why they had opened the laptop in the first place, or what they were planning to do tomorrow. All that remained was the faint, rhythmic sound of a wooden crow tapping against a board.

Alex hovered the mouse over option A. Suddenly, the background art changed. The attic was gone, replaced by a mirror. The character on screen wasn't Leo anymore—it was a silhouette that looked remarkably like Alex, sitting in a dark room, staring at a screen. Ren'Py В» Page 12 sur 97 В» Jeux de sociГ©tГ©

Alex clicked through the dialogue. The game within the game was a dark fantasy version of chess where the pieces represented memories. To move forward, Leo had to sacrifice a memory: the smell of his mother’s baking, the sound of his first dog barking, the name of his childhood best friend. Alex reached for the power button, but the