She added text: “Exhibit A.”
She clicked. Scrolled. Her stomach turned to ice. proxy tiktok
Sarah sat in her cubicle, hands shaking. She opened TikTok. Started a new draft. Filmed herself holding up a printed email—the one where the CEO promised “unlimited PTO” but then denied every request for six months. She added text: “Exhibit A
Before she could second-guess herself, she hit post. Then she DM’d Proxy: “New video. Protect it.” Sarah sat in her cubicle, hands shaking
It had gotten 12,000 views. And one comment from a now-deleted account: “Enjoy the meeting on Monday.” Monday came. No meeting. No email. Just a new message in her DMs from a user named . They’re watching. But I’m watching them. I can shield your account. Reply PROXY. Sarah snorted. Spam. But curiosity twisted her finger. She typed: PROXY.
Jenna from accounting posted a video about wage theft. Proxy mirrored it into a “Teamwork Makes the Dream Work” slideshow for corporate. Marcus in IT posted a rant about mandatory RTO. Proxy turned it into a soothing ASMR video of typing sounds.