I saw the laptop sitting unattended at the cafe. I didn't personally want it, but I knew it would be worth something. I looked around a bit more, all casual.
Once no one was looking or paying attention, I rose from my seat and sauntered up to the table. I picked it and the power adapter up as if I owned them and walked out.
So easy, I couldn't believe it. All I had to do was clear out the hard drive and files and I could sell it.
When I got home, I discovered the idiot didn't password protect their machine, awfully foolish.
I got onto the desktop and clicked on the documents folder. I noticed a lot of image and video files; curious, I opened them.
At first, it was just pictures of animals, outdoors, vacation.
I dumped that file and moved to the next one. The first image was a man standing shirtless in a basement. The next though, showed scared looking woman and men, restrained and being tortured.
Snuff? But this wasn't any usual gory display, it showed people being forced to eat each other, mutilation, torture. I threw up.
I didn't want to know about the videos, I just knew I either had to delete the stuff or possibly alert the authorities? Fuck this, this shit was too awful to hide, I had to tell someone.
As I searched for my phone I heard a knock on my door. Confused, I wondered who would be here at this hour.
But then I looked at the laptop screen and in the lower corner it said in tiny font, "GPS tracker activated..."