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“It doesn’t exist,” the forums said.

But the "Play" button was greyed out.

The screen burst into life. Elias was no longer in his apartment. He was standing on that sun-baked street. The heat was real. The smell of horse sweat and gunpowder was real. the gunslingers bd50

Elias Crow had spent twelve years hunting the impossible.

Elias smiled. He’d always hated the theatrical cut anyway. “It doesn’t exist,” the forums said

“You shouldn’t have loaded this reel, amigo.”

“You have to shoot the projectionist,” the outlaw said. “Through the screen. Back in your world. One bullet. Miss, and the disc scratches forever.” “It doesn’t exist

The TV went black.