It was a simple message.
Hi. I saw this and thought of you.
Maybe you got a copy in your inbox, sent from an address you didn't recognise; an innocuous two-line email with an attachment.
Maybe you obeyed the instruction to
check it out!
and there she was; Leela Zahir, dancing in jerky quicktime in a pop-up window on your screen. Even at that size you could see she was beautiful, this little pixellated dancer, smiling as the subject line promised, a radiant twenty-one year old smile
just for you
That smile. The start of all your problems.