The cold chill within the room intensified.
Theodore felt the grasp at the back of his neck intensify, his breathing growing heavier with each passing second.
"Y-you..."
His mind raced, all sorts of thoughts crossing his mind.
'What's going on? What's happening...? Why is this happening?!'
It felt as though his entire body had been plunged into the depths of the ocean, sinking deeper and deeper as the pressure closed in and the cold gnawed at him from every direction.
"I... I..."
"This was the last thing that I wanted to do."
The cold voice whispered in the air once more, the grip over the CEO's neck tightening further, almost causing him to squirm in pain.
"I kept telling myself that I could've resolved this amicably. That so long as my new game came out, I'd be able to resolve everything." But..."
The voice stopped, and the chill spreading across the room intensified.
But that wasn't what grabbed the CEO's attention.
No...
It was his words.
New Game?
