The glowing neon of Riga’s skyline reflected in a puddle as Aleksei stared at the strange link on his monitor. He had been searching for a way to play the new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles game, but the local stores were sold out. Then, he found it: He clicked "Download."
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The progress bar didn't crawl; it raced. Within seconds, his room began to hum. A low, rhythmic vibration rattled his keyboard. Suddenly, the screen didn't just show the game—it bled green light. The glowing neon of Riga’s skyline reflected in