🏃‍♂️ THE PANIC ESCAPE

You rip the laptop from the wall.
It sparks. The screen cracks.
The countdown keeps going.

GOING LIVE IN: 00:56…

You bolt out the door barefoot.
You drive with shaking hands to the nearest police station.
Inside:
You scream your story.
You show them your shattered laptop.
They take it to the back. Whisper to each other.
Then—
They return with a dead stare.

“There’s nothing on this. No files. No threats. Just... a looping video.”

They play it.
It’s you.
Sobbing. Naked. Screaming confessions you don’t remember saying.
In the background: your bedroom, your photos, your life.
You beg them to believe you.
They don’t.
They detain you.

Charges: Public deception. Cybercrime fraud.

In the holding cell, a screen flickers on.
One final message appears:

“We stream everything. And no one believes victims anymore.”