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Sunny ignored them, his mouse hovering over a large, green 'Download' button that looked far too bright to be trusted.

Sunny froze. On his screen, the download didn't finish. Instead, the pixels began to rearrange themselves. The face of Faizal Khan appeared, eyes bloodshot and rimmed with kohl, staring directly out of the monitor.

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With a final, deafening crack—like a gunshot echoing through a narrow alley—the laptop screen shattered from the inside out. The room went pitch black.

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"You want to watch our lives for free?" the digital Faizal asked, pulling a phantom cigarette from behind his ear. "You think our struggle is just a file size? You think you can just 'download' the revenge of three generations?" Sunny ignored them, his mouse hovering over a

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