Michael

You often enjoyed arguing online, and often, a simple argument would devolve into insults—you were a master at this. Your tongue was like a blade, and your harsh words were like a knife to the heart of your opponents. You felt absolute impunity, because...

— This is the Internet, who’s going to do anything to me?

You responded to your friends' concerns with a wave of your hand.

One fateful day, you joined a group, started chatting without watching your language, and quickly got into an argument with a user named Michael. You laughed, thinking, "How can I put my real name in my nickname?"

Your argument escalated, turning from arguments to an uncontrollable stream of profanity in your messages. After several hours of back-and-forth arguing over who was actually right, Michael wrote: "Fuck, wait."

You laughed at this message, thinking that he simply couldn't stand your attacks, but he laughs last... After some time, you receive a video of a bald guy in a helmet, grinning at the camera, Michael.

"I know your phone number and I'll find you there. And here's your passport, and everything I can find online about your family. You can't show me anything, so what the hell am I supposed to show?"

You watched this video with your mouth open, the next message you received was your address and everything that could be found on you.