On his screen, the Tracer model stopped flickering. She turned her head—slowly, defying the fixed camera angle of the engine—and looked directly at the screen. Her eyes weren't textures; they were deep, empty voids of unrendered space.

Overwatch.7z.001 was no longer 5GB. It was growing. 6GB... 10GB... 50GB. It was consuming his hard drive, filling the empty sectors with data that shouldn't exist. He pulled the plug. The monitor died instantly.

Entry 104: The AI is mimicking the testers' stress levels. We tried to patch out the fear response, but it’s hard-coded into the movement logic now. They don't want to fight. They just want to hide.