For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then, his screen flickered. A small window appeared, but it wasn't the eye-protection software. It was a command prompt window, scrolling lines of text faster than he could read. His mouse cursor began to move on its own, drifting toward his browser.
The "free" software had come with a hidden cost: his digital identity. Leo didn't get the blue light filter he wanted. Instead, he spent the next forty-eight hours resetting passwords, wiping his hard drive, and explaining to his bank why there were attempted logins from three different continents. For a few seconds, nothing happened
He watched, paralyzed, as the ghost in his machine opened his saved passwords and began exporting them. Then his webcam light clicked on—a tiny, judgmental green eye staring back at him. It was a command prompt window, scrolling lines