Disc — God Of War 3

"Yeah, Dad. I just…" Leo looked at the disc. "I finally beat it."

Leo held it up to the dusty light of his basement apartment. He’d found it in a cardboard box labeled “JUNK — DO NOT OPEN,” which, of course, meant his father had opened it, sighed, and taped it shut again. Inside, among broken headphones and a flip phone, lay the disc. god of war 3 disc

The disc had been pristine then. A perfect ring of reflective data, a silver mirror holding the ghost of Olympus. "Yeah, Dad

He never played the disc again. He put it back in the box, taped it shut, and wrote on it in black marker: "NOT JUNK." He’d found it in a cardboard box labeled

Skip grunted. "Got a launch model. Fat. Sounds like a jet engine. Fifty bucks."