You delete the file.
Your inbox refreshes instantly.
10 new messages.
All blank. All from random addresses.
All with the subject line: “we warned you”
Then—
Your screen goes dark.
The speakers crackle.
A new message types itself, one keystroke at a time:
“We don't care about money anymore. We want your face.”
Your webcam light turns on again.
Your face appears—but distorted, stretched, glitching like an old GIF.
It’s already being uploaded.
A countdown starts:
"GOING LIVE IN: 03:00…"