Elias clicked the desktop icon, heart racing. But instead of the familiar roar of a virtual crowd or the squeak of sneakers on hardwood, his screen went pitch black. Then, a single window appeared in the center of the monitor. It wasn't a basketball game. It was a command prompt window, lines of code scrolling by at a frantic pace.
Suddenly, his webcam light flickered on—a tiny, menacing green eye. Elias clicked the desktop icon, heart racing
He lunged for the power cord, ripping it from the wall. The room fell silent. Elias clicked the desktop icon