The neon lights of Alex’s bedroom flickered as he stared at the forum post:
A text file popped up on his screen: “Thanks for the product key, Alex. We’ll take the bank details instead.” The neon lights of Alex’s bedroom flickered as
A progress bar crawled across the screen. While he waited, Alex imagined the crisp graphics and the roar of the virtual crowd. He didn’t notice his cooling fan spinning faster, or the way his mouse cursor stuttered across the desktop. "Download Complete," the screen chirped. The neon lights of Alex’s bedroom flickered as
Alex opened the file. Instead of the familiar EA Sports logo, a command prompt window sprinted through lines of red code. His wallpaper turned pitch black. Suddenly, his webcam’s small green light clicked on, staring at him like an unblinking eye. The neon lights of Alex’s bedroom flickered as