Definition: That skin-crawling moment when an online threat violently elbows its way into your real world. Like a hacker restoring your deleted files just to leave a creepy “be careful :)” note on your desktop, or a rando on Steam casually dropping your full name, address, and hobbies after weeks of silent stalking through your digital crumbs.
It’s the digital equivalent of hearing three slow knocks on your door at 3 a.m. after months of anonymous DMs—suddenly the screen’s not a shield anymore. Your browser history feels like evidence, and every notification chime echoes like footsteps in the hallway.
Example:
Opening my laptop, I found a restored, deleted photo with “Remember this? ;)” scrawled across it—my digital stalker was now inside my home.
After weeks of vague game chat, a Discord message popped up: “Nice hydrangeas by the blue front door, Sarah.” My real address chilled me instantly.