The phone turned pitch black. When Huy finally got it to reboot, the Roblox app was gone. He tried to log in on his laptop, but the password had been changed. His email was gone. His digital life had been wiped clean.
A trade request popped up. The username was just a string of zeros. A single, pixelated shadow. Request: Everything. The phone turned pitch black
He sat in the silence of his room, looking at his empty hands. He had wanted a shortcut to the top, but he ended up right back at the beginning—with nothing but a broken phone and a hard lesson learned. The phone turned pitch black