>before you lies a dusty arcade cabinet, so dusty in its dustiness

>despite the obvious lack of a power supply, the screen pulses like a neon heartbeat

>however, no combination of button presses seems to progress past this screen, the machine stubbornly repeating its two-word instruction

>as you turn to the dark prepared to leave, you hear the machine finally relent to your compliance

>GATHERING SOULS. RETURN SOON.

>...okay_