It had started with a whisper, a rumor on the forum: an exclusive copy of Drishyam 2 in Malayalam, circulating under a name that smelled of bootlegged menace—Isaimini. The word felt like a key that opened a door best left shut. Curiosity is a quiet thing; it doesn’t roar. It nudges, it lingers. He told himself he’d only look. Knowledge, after all, is armor.