You notice the ping begins to increase, before you are disconnected from the game. The air has also become insufferably cold, and you notice this in the people around you. The lights outside have also seemingly gone off, and the windows are nearly impossible to see out of now. Everything is frosted over, and the deep darkness seeping in seems to have overcome every other force. The man in the greasy trenchcoat also enters. You notice his hand has a large bandage on it, his balding head covered in a film of sweat, and his sleeves had some dark droplets on them.