The disc hadn't been inside its plastic case for years. Marco found it behind a broken fan, its surface a galaxy of micro-scratches. He didn't own an Xbox 360 anymore, not really. He owned this one. The one with the telltale pinhole scar near the power port, the one that hummed with a nervous, high-frequency whine when it booted. The JTAG/RGH console. The key to the cage.
Now, he wanted to see what was under it. Dark Souls 2 Scholar of The First Sin -Jtag RGH-
He’d bought it from a guy named Silas in a parking lot. Silas had looked like a hollow himself—sunken cheeks, eyes that darted to unseen enemies. "It's not a console," Silas had whispered, handing over the beige monstrosity. "It's a seance. You can play the games that shouldn't be ." The disc hadn't been inside its plastic case for years