The ground shakes beneath your feet as you see a figure emerge from the shadows—a silhouette of corruption and power. His once normal form is twisted, corrupted, with red binary flowing from his limbs, and a dark, haunting gaze in his glowing right eye. His spine protrudes from his back like a twisted relic of a forgotten era.

He raises his corrupted arm, and with a powerful swipe, a dozen spikes burst from the ground, tearing the earth apart. His eyes lock onto you, cold and relentless.

"Consider this myth busted."

Before you can react, you feel a strange sensation—a trail of corruption has appeared beneath your feet. You try to step back, but it’s too late. The damage begins to crawl over you, sapping your strength with each step.

"We're dedicated to building a fun, safe environment." His voice echoes in your mind, sending a chill down your spine.

(What do you do?)