Elias sat in his home office in Madrid, the blue light of three monitors reflecting in his tired eyes. At 8:00 AM, the screen was a sea of crimson. The news tickers were screaming a new name that the world hadn't heard yet: .
By midday, the panic was tactile. Travel stocks like IAG and Amadeus were being sold off as if planes would never fly again. Oil prices were cratering, seeing their biggest one-day drop since the start of the pandemic. Viernes Negro (2021)
On his left screen, the was plummeting—it would eventually close down nearly 5%, its worst day in over a year. On his center screen, Bitcoin—the digital gold that was supposed to be a hedge against chaos—was proving to be anything but. It had shed thousands of dollars in hours, dragging the entire crypto market down with it. Elias sat in his home office in Madrid,
Elias reached for his mouse to sell, his finger hovering over the button. But then, he paused. He looked at the charts. This wasn't 2020. The world had vaccines now; it had systems. He watched the "Fear & Greed Index" peg itself into extreme terror. He didn't sell. Instead, he closed his laptop. By midday, the panic was tactile