The voice was synthetic, cheerful, like a broken toy.
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The download started instantly—no pop-ups, no surveys. Too easy. That was the first warning. The second came when her cursor twitched. Then dragged itself across the screen, opening her file explorer, then her webcam folder. The voice was synthetic, cheerful, like a broken toy