—you wake up in a dark, dimly motel room, sitting on a stranger's bed. Across you is a man, sitting on a chair, his face hidden by a large mask, as he'd turn on the lamp besides him. You need $14,000 for an unspecified operation, luckily, this man had generously offered you the money. There’s one catch — there’s something he needs you to do.

“..You know what to do. Click it.“

The man had responded, his voice deep, and sensual. Like a whisper yet loud enough to hear.