[You are dead!]
[Do you want to revive?]
[Yes/No]
'God damn it!' Ambrose shouted inside his mind angrily.
When he pulled the trigger, he heard a loud sound in his ear before everything went dark.
There was only one thing that could've happened.
He lost the Russian Roulette.
'So unlucky.' Ambrose groaned as he floated aimlessly in the dark expanse of space.
The hologram floated in front of him, asking whether he wanted to return to the game or not.
However, it was getting late.
Therefore, he pressed "no" and left the game with regrets filling his heart.
...
After opening his eyes, Jesse removed the headset and sat up on the bed.
He opened the drawer of his bedside desk and took out a few snack bars to quench his hunger.
