The flickering neon light of the "24/7 Tech Hub" sign was the only thing illuminating Elias’s cramped apartment. It was 3:00 AM, and he was hunting for a ghost.
Suddenly, his webcam light flicked on. A steady, unblinking green eye.
The laptop went black. The fan died. In the sudden silence of the apartment, Elias realized that in his search for a shortcut to security, he had left the front door wide open.