Suddenly, the sky turns a deep, glitchy purple. A massive GUI window floats in the air, glowing with toxic green text:

The Exploiter rises into the air, hovering like a vengeful god. Below, the Big-Headed Zombies begin their assault.

EXT. BLOXBURG - NIGHT The neon lights of the pizza parlor flicker. A low, distorted hum fills the air—the sound of a thousand server instances screaming at once.

The player names are turning blood red. The "Zombies" have arrived, but they aren't normal. They are low-poly, shambling monstrosities with massive, bobbling craniums. (Typing) ;fly ;noclip