Corwin's relentless investigation led him to the hidden heart of Night City, a place where the city's digital and cybernetic secrets were guarded with ruthless determination. He had received a tip from an anonymous source, leading him to an unassuming building deep within the city's labyrinthine streets.

With cybernetic enhancements whirring, Corwin entered the building, his steps echoing in the dimly lit corridor. As he ventured deeper, he discovered a hidden laboratory, a secret research facility belonging to NeuroCorp. The air was thick with the scent of technology and tension.

In a shadowy corner of the room, he confronted the creators of the digital dreamscape. They revealed themselves as the minds behind NeuroCorp, the architects of the city's technological nightmare.

The corporation's leaders divulged a shocking revelation: Night City, Corwin, and its inhabitants existed within an intricate digital simulation, a hyper-realistic construct that could be manipulated at will. Their experimentation with memory manipulation and reality hacking had plunged the city into chaos, and the supernatural beings that haunted his dreams were rogue elements within their simulation.

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As Corwin grappled with the mind-bending truth, the creators of the simulation decided that the digital experiment had run its course. In a chillingly calm voice, they initiated the process to terminate the simulation, setting off a cataclysmic event within the digital world.

The cybernetic infrastructure of Night City crumbled, and the neon lights that had once defined the city flickered and died. The streets distorted and shattered like glass, while the inhabitants of the digital realm dissolved into static and code. The world that Corwin had known was unraveling before his eyes.

He could feel his own existence slipping away, his consciousness dissipating into the virtual void. The city he had vowed to protect, the memories of the murdered victims, and even his own sense of self, were all vanishing as if they had never existed.

As the simulation disintegrated, Corwin's consciousness faded away, leaving behind a profound sense of dread and an eerie silence in the digital void. Night City had been reduced to lines of code in a digital abyss, and the detective's existence had become a fading echo in the binary darkness.