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Leo’s thumb twitched. He could feel the phantom pull to press A . To jump. To save his brother from the lava, even if it was just a recording. But he didn’t.

He didn’t turn it off. He set the controller down on the floor. Tomorrow, the battery would die. The cache would corrupt. The ghost would fade. gamepad viewer

Sam’s ghost—or rather, the input history Sam had left behind—was still playing. Leo’s thumb twitched

The screen was dark, but the controller in Leo’s hands was warm. gamepad viewer

Their gazes met in the middle of the tiny, pixelated screen.