The other Echo did a little jump. Then they wrote:
Leo’s cursor hovered over the "Purchase" button. Sixty dollars for a game he’d probably play for a weekend. His wallet, a sad, flat leather ghost, whispered a firm no . He closed the tab and opened his usual refuge: the dusty, chaotic archive of free 3D games. 3d free games
Leo entered a tunnel. The walls were a mess of clipping textures and sharp edges. As he walked, the echoes of his steps bounced off the imperfect walls, creating a chaotic, rhythmic glitch-noise. But then he noticed something. The walls weren't random. The glitches spelled words. The other Echo did a little jump
He started walking.
The other Echo typed: