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He wasn't playing as a superstar; the game had pulled his webcam feed and mapped his own face onto a scrawny, 60-overall jobber. Every time "The Seeder" landed a punch in the game, Mark felt a dull, thudding pressure in his own chest. Every slam against the steel cage made his bedroom walls rattle.

The game didn't open to the usual cinematic of Rey Mysterio. Instead, the screen flickered a bruised purple. The music was a distorted, slowed-down version of Undertaker’s theme. Mark tried to close it, but his mouse cursor had vanished. WWE 2K22.torrent

He lunged for the power cord, but the screen flashed a single line of text in the WWE font: He wasn't playing as a superstar; the game