I turned to the forums. This was 2013, pre-Discord, pre-everything. The Steam Community hub was a digital triage tent filled with the groaning wounded. Thread after thread, post after post:
The screen went black. For two full seconds, nothing. Then—a gunshot. The Capcom logo. Leon’s voice: “Sorry, I’m late.”
I booted the game again the next morning. It worked fine. And somehow, that felt like the scariest part of all.
I threw my phone onto the couch.
Still, the gray box.