Tagad tu esi daļa no meža. (Now you are part of the forest.)
The response was instant: Šī nav spēle. (This is not a game.)
Janis froze. He didn't want to turn around. He looked back at the screen. The figure in the puddle reflection was no longer alone. A tall, shadowy shape with antlers was standing right behind his chair. MeЕѕs LejupielДЃdД“t datorspД“li
The reflection wasn't of a game character. It was Janis. He was sitting in his chair, staring at the monitor, but the background behind him in the reflection wasn't his room—it was the dark, towering pines of the forest. A branch snapped loudly behind him, in his actual room.
Driven by a mix of boredom and curiosity, he clicked it. The progress bar zipped to completion in seconds, despite the file size being unusually large. Without a second thought, he launched the application. Tagad tu esi daļa no meža
Janis sat in his dim room, the glow of the monitor reflecting in his eyes as he scrolled through an obscure forum. He had stumbled upon a link titled "Mežs"—The Forest. There was no description, no screenshots, just a single button: Lejupielādēt datorspēli .
At that moment, the temperature in his room plummeted. He could see his breath frosting in the air. On the screen, the character stopped moving. The camera slowly panned around, but Janis wasn't touching the mouse. It turned until it was looking directly at a reflection in a dark puddle on the forest floor. He didn't want to turn around
He reached for the power button on his PC, but his fingers felt like lead. The screen flickered, and the text box appeared one last time, the letters bleeding into the darkness: