Arthur raised his other hand and typed back, his finger punching through the ghostly keyboard in the reflection. He spelled out one word, the only command that mattered:
Page 119: There is no end. The script is a hook, and I am the bait. script hook rdr 2
He found the first anomaly by Flatneck Station. A floating wagon, spinning slowly in the dawn light. Its wheels turned, but it went nowhere. Then came the clones. He rode past Emerald Ranch and saw himself leaning against the fence—a silent, bearded copy wearing his exact blue shirt, just staring at the horizon. When Arthur spoke, the clone said nothing. It just raised a hand, then vanished into pixels. Arthur raised his other hand and typed back,
Three weeks ago, a user named "HollowPoint" had dragged a file called into the game’s root directory. It wasn’t the first mod he’d installed. But it was the last. He found the first anomaly by Flatneck Station