Despite the red flags, Amelia, ever the adventurous one, was practically bouncing in her seat. "Come on, Liam! It's a custom VR headset! How cool is that?" Her enthusiasm was infectious, and after a healthy dose of persuasion (and maybe a bribe or two involving her famous chocolate chip cookies), Liam found himself reluctantly strapping on the headset.
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The world dissolved into pixels and swirling colors before solidifying into a scene both familiar and terrifying. It was his boss's office, meticulously recreated down to the overflowing coffee mug on his desk. But the clock on the wall screamed 11:00 pm, a stark contrast to the morning light filtering through their apartment window.
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Suddenly, a horrifying creature materialized from the shadows – a grotesque amalgamation of tentacles and teeth, its form shifting and oozing with an otherworldly malice. Liam recoiled, a scream trapped in his throat as the creature lunged at his boss, who sat oblivious at his desk.
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Panic surged through him. He wanted to rip off the headset, but Amelia, her face pale but determined, held his hand tight. "Don't take it off yet! What happens next?" Hesitantly, Liam focused his gaze on the scene, willing it to continue.
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The monster's attack was swift and brutal. His boss barely had time to register the horror before he was viciously torn apart. Bile rose in Liam's throat as he witnessed the carnage in horrifying detail.
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The creature then turned its attention to the room, its single, pulsating eye seeming to lock onto Liam through the VR simulation. A primal terror gripped him, an icy fear that transcended the virtual reality.
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"Take it off! Take it off!" he yelled, finally managing to tear the headset away. He ripped it from his head, gasping for breath, the taste of artificial fear still clinging to his tongue. The clock on the wall in their apartment mocked him, still displaying the innocent glow of 11:00 am.
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Amelia, shaken but composed, stared at him with wide eyes. "So… was it the future?" Liam didn't know what to believe. The experience felt real, horrifyingly so. But could a VR headset truly show the future? A knot of unease tightened in his stomach.
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They spent the next few hours debating the implications. Amelia, ever the pragmatist, argued that it could be a malfunction, a glitch in the system. But Liam couldn't shake off the chilling certainty that he had witnessed his boss's death, a death scheduled for later that very night.
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Driven by a sense of urgency and a flicker of morbid curiosity, they decided to take action. The only concrete detail they had – the Eye of Horus badge mentioned in the cryptic VR message – pointed them towards the morgue.
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