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It had started pirating reality.
He clicked.
The screen didn't show the desert planet of Arrakis. It showed his own street. The camera was shaky, low to the ground, looking up at his apartment window. The timestamp in the corner read: LIVE .
Suddenly, a new window popped up in the corner of the video. A chat log. It was a conversation between the site’s owner—a ghost known only as —and an unknown law enforcement task force.
It had started pirating reality.
He clicked.
The screen didn't show the desert planet of Arrakis. It showed his own street. The camera was shaky, low to the ground, looking up at his apartment window. The timestamp in the corner read: LIVE . moviesdaweb