A low hum filled the closet. The air grew thick. Arthur felt a strange, pulling sensation behind his eyes, as if his memories were being turned into files and sorted on a hard drive. Flashes of his life—his first car, his mother’s funeral, his online shopping history—flickered at the edge of his vision.
A new window opened. Not the HSBC website, but a black terminal. Green text crawled across it: hsbc register new secure key
The laptop screen changed.