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Elias never logged back in. Some say the file still exists, floating through the web, waiting for a survivor who wants to see "outside" the game—without realizing that once the door is opened from the outside, it can never be locked again.

: His headset began picking up voices that weren't in the game. They sounded like distorted recordings of his own voice, reacting to things that hadn't happened yet. "Someone's behind the barracks," his own voice whispered, seconds before a sniper's bullet whistled past his head. The Cost of Survival

As Elias moved toward the Northwest Airfield, the true nature of "external" revealed itself. The program wasn't looking at the game's code; it was looking beyond the screen.

He looked at his second monitor. The white dot representing his current location wasn't on the map of Chernarus anymore. It was a floor plan of his actual home. And there was a second dot—red and moving—standing right outside his bedroom door.

One night, while looting a lonely hunting stand, Elias’s screen went black. A single line of text appeared in the command prompt window: