He didn't land back in the prison yard. He landed on a Google Site.
Leo felt the air in his bedroom turn cold. He didn't want to turn around. But the Google Site forced his webcam on. A small window popped up in the corner of the screen, showing his own terrified face.
Welcome home, Guest.
Leo screamed. But no sound came out. Only the Oof .
But his hand, no longer his own, reached for the mouse. The cursor drifted toward the button. As his finger hovered over the click, the chat window updated one last time.
His mouse cursor, now a standard arrow instead of a Roblox hand, trembled as he clicked The Lost Worlds .