Silas looked back at his closed laptop. He realized then that the "rar" file hadn't just contained a website template; it was a digital Trojan horse, and he had just handed over the keys to his entire life for a shortcut he didn't even need.

The glow of the monitor was the only thing keeping Silas awake in his cramped studio apartment. It was 3:00 AM, and he was one click away from "EshopWeb_208Nulled.rar"—the keys to a digital kingdom he couldn’t afford.

Then, a text message arrived from an unknown number: "Thanks for the invite. The shop is officially open."