Ride 4-codex -

Leo leaned into the last turn. The void yawned. He felt his girlfriend’s hand on his real shoulder, shaking him, screaming his name. He ignored her. He slammed the ghost into a wall of corrupted data, watched Phaeton_99 shatter into a billion lines of source code.

A text overlay appeared in his retina: “Ghost Phaeton_99 has joined the session.” RIDE 4-CODEX

In the mirror, his reflection blinked one second late. And on the back of his neck, just below the hairline, a tiny, perfect ‘C’ was forming, as if burned there by a laser he never felt. Leo leaned into the last turn