Suddenly, his webcam light flickered on—a tiny, menacing green eye.
He didn't get to lead his team to the Finals that night. Instead, he spent the next six hours on his phone, frantically changing passwords and calling his bank, learning the hard way that when the price is "free," you’re usually the one being sold. Suddenly, his webcam light flickered on—a tiny, menacing
To Elias, it looked like a golden ticket. He had spent the last hour watching trailers of MyCareer mode, itching to build his point guard, but his bank account was sitting at a crisp zero. The download button was huge, neon green, and surrounded by dozens of flashing "Winner!" banners. "Just one click," he whispered. To Elias, it looked like a golden ticket
He lunged for the power cord, ripping it from the wall. The room fell silent. "Just one click," he whispered
Panic surged through him. He tried to move the mouse, but the cursor was dancing on its own, opening his browser and navigating to his saved passwords. He watched, paralyzed, as his email, social media, and even his school portal were accessed one by one.
