He reached for the tape. It was on the floor, peeled off, a single corner still stuck to his desk.
It read: “You are now the source. In 46 minutes, share with one person. If you don’t, the video shares you.” bit.ly downloadbt
Alex stared at the webcam light on his laptop. It was on. He was certain he had covered it with tape last year. He reached for the tape
“Here you go. Still works.” And a link: bit.ly/downloadbt bit.ly downloadbt
Alex frowned. He hit the spacebar.
He looked at his contacts. His roommate, his sister, his ex. The link was already in his clipboard. He didn’t remember copying it.