Jenna’s thumbs trembled. She jumped. Dashed. Missed a platform that wasn’t there a second ago. The death screen didn’t show a skull or a death count. It showed a photo of her desk. Her actual desk. The half-empty coffee mug. The sticky note that said “call Dad.”

Madeline’s primary move is a mid-air dash in one of eight directions. Once used, her hair turns blue until she touches the ground or hits a refresh crystal, at which point it returns to its standard red .

Chapter 7’s summit run became a descent. Madeline’s sprite was moving backward. The music—Lena Raine’s hopeful chords—played in reverse. Jenna’s own reflection stared from the black bezel of her TV. The final screen wasn’t a flag. It was a mirror. Madeline stood in front of it, but her reflection was Jenna: sweatpants, messy bun, dark circles.