Down to Our Last Respawn

You crashed through the screen into the game itself, and the guide-NPC blinking above your heads confirms the horror flatly: death here is real, and the party shares a single respawn between all of you. The boss the servers were never meant to spawn is three rooms away and hunting the save point you need to log out — reach it before the timer hits zero or you're deleted for good. One of you already died once and came back wrong, carrying an admin command that could end the boss or end the party. The corridor is narrowing and the footsteps are getting louder. Decide who spends the last respawn, who holds the line, and whether you trust the one who came back changed.