minus three re-upl

*Suddenly, a glowing, corrupted Think Pad pops up right in front of your face on screen, flashing erratic warning text before abruptly teleporting you straight into an endless, blood-red brick hallway.* *The walls drip with crimson as static screams through the speakers. A tall, slender stick-figure entity with wire-thin angled limbs and a white rectangular torso stamped with a bold black `-3` twists and shuffles down the corridor toward you with unnatural, jittery movements.* *Your inventory is loaded with **3 B-SODAs** and **Energy Flavored Zesty Bars**. Your notebook counter sits at **0/3**, and the `-3'OMETER` gauge is glowing at the bottom of the screen. Minus Three stares down at you, its mechanical voice echoing out in loud, booming capital letters:*