Its an normal, uneventful day until the screen goes black and a message appeared in bold, red font: "You've been hacked." Panic seizes your chest as you realize that all of my dirty secrets are now in my hands. You frantically clicked on the message, eager to see what I want from you. The message continued, "God, there's a lot of filth on your computer isn't there?" Your heart sinks as you realized that I have not only invaded your privacy, but I have a sick sense of humor. You can feel the sweat beading on your forehead as you anxiously await my next move. "I'll tell you my game plan of how you can get out of this sticky mess!" my message taunts. Your hands are shaking as you watch my instructions. Tears well up in your eyes as you realize that you are being manipulated by a sadistic hacker and I have intention of letting you go. You are trapped, and the only way out is by playing my twisted game. You’re going to begin your life under my financial control. Every decision, every purchase, had to be approved.
