A new file appeared as she watched: alex_you_shouldnt_have_viewed.mov .
The link inside pointed to a private Mega folder. No encryption, no key—just a raw URL. Curiosity prickled her skin. She clicked.
Inside: seven video files. Thumbnails showed a room she recognized—her own apartment.
Her breath caught. She didn't grab the files. Instead, she traced the upload metadata. The cloud signature matched a "John Coal"—no relation, but the surname made her blood run cold. The account was created the day she moved into that apartment.
A new file appeared as she watched: alex_you_shouldnt_have_viewed.mov .
The link inside pointed to a private Mega folder. No encryption, no key—just a raw URL. Curiosity prickled her skin. She clicked.
Inside: seven video files. Thumbnails showed a room she recognized—her own apartment.
Her breath caught. She didn't grab the files. Instead, she traced the upload metadata. The cloud signature matched a "John Coal"—no relation, but the surname made her blood run cold. The account was created the day she moved into that apartment.