Ten minutes.
He looked in the rearview mirror. His own eyes stared back, but they weren't his. They were textures. Flat. Unblinking. The mirror reflected nothing behind the car. Because there was nothing behind the car. Only the endless, unfinished code of a world that had forgotten to load. gta 4 union drive loading problem
A single, desperate thought formed in the silent, frozen cortex of the game: Maybe if I just restart the console. Maybe this time, the bridge will actually be there. Ten minutes