The menu flickered. A red line of text appeared beneath the options:
He reached out his finger. He touched the second option.
Ethan had been dead. He remembered the highway, the blinding flash of the collapse, and then nothing. But when he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in a grave. He was standing outside Prosperity’s gates, and a translucent, glowing menu hovered in his peripheral vision.
He walked toward the gate. A Highwayman sentry saw him, screamed, and fired a sawed-off shotgun point-blank into his chest. Ethan didn’t flinch. The pellets hung in the air for a second, then dropped to the dirt like dead flies.
“Get down!” she screamed.
The menu was gone.
[ ] Disable Trainer – Return to mortal. Bleed. Die for real this time. Hope County ends properly.
The world stuttered. The sun jumped backward in the sky. Mickey fired the same shotgun blast three times. Lou screamed a loop of “You’re dead!” over and over. Ethan tried to move, but his legs phased through the floor. He was no longer in the fortress. He was floating in a gray void, and the only things left were the floating Fling menu and the two sisters, frozen mid-swing.