Meanwhile, Sid was at the tournament venue with Big D, the roar of the crowd drowning out everything else. They laughed, cheered, and shouted as the pros tore through waves of the undead on the big screens. For a brief moment, Sid felt alive again— unaware that back in his apartment, a nightmare had already begun to unfold.
The tournament ended with a thunderous cheer, the crowd echoing through the stadium like a wave. Sid and Big D had been shouting, laughing, and celebrating the pros' flawless runs, but as the final scoreboard flashed, Sid felt a spark he hadn't felt in months— a spark of courage.
"Big D… I think… I'm ready. I'm ready to step up my game. I want to livestream again."
Big D practically jumped in the air, clapping him on the shoulder so hard Sid winced.
"Finally! Dude! That's what I've been waiting to hear. You're gonna crush it!"
Sid's eyes glinted, half excited, half nervous.
