"Haa… Haa…"
Breathing roughly, Idris stared at the monitor in front of him, his chest heaving up and down unevenly.
[Game Over]
Staring at the two words scrawled in deep red, he remained frozen for a few seconds before finally leaning back in his chair, snapping out of it.
"H-holy shit.."
He took a moment to recall everything that had happened and his subsequent reaction.
Then… slowly lifting his head, he stared at the camera.
'Thank god I'm not live.'
Had he been live then…
"No, it's best not to think about it."
Taking several deep breaths, Idris tried to steady himself, but to his dismay, the panic refused to fade. His hand kept trembling, and his heart pounded relentlessly against his chest.
'What's going on with me? Why can't I calm myself down? Damn it! Damn it!'
Taking several deep breaths, Idris tried to steady himself, but the fear refused to leave him. His hand wouldn't stop shaking, and his heart slammed against his ribs with every passing second.
