It would appear that the wonderful warm streak of weather we've been having has finally come to a close -- there's a chill wind out there right now and storm clouds on the horizon.
I guess it had to happen some time, but... man.
Tomorrow -- since I mistakenly thought Tuesday was Monday -- I'll be having a 'Trivia Thursday' event (normally, Trivia Tuesday) where the first to answer 3 incredibly easy Internet-based questions correctly (in the comments section) will win a free copy of '404: The Story So Far...'
Look out for the quiz to pop up at Noon tomorrow! Just in time for some lunch break reading ;)
Until then, here's today's Daily for Chapter 23!
*Please Note: What follows below is only the FIRST page of Chapter 23 and is considered to be 'Raw Footage' -- unedited, first-draft material that may be subject to change (even in its entirety). This is designed to keep you in the loop with my story as well as, hopefully, intrigue you enough to want to buy the full, finished episode at the end of the week. Warning: there will be mild spoilers and coarse language as well, so please keep that in mind as you read on.
Episode #5 (which collects the finished and polished versions of chapters 21-25) will be available on Sunday, September 12th for 99 cents CAD.
You are encouraged to offer feedback and/or interact with me as this process unfolds. I'd love to hear what you like, what you don't like and what you'd love to see more of.
Macro stares at the black desktop with a stylized white skull on it, a few small icons litter the screen. Though still in Korean, it’s pretty easy to figure out what’s what. Frank giggles with excitement, his rotund waistline jiggling as he points to the small symbol in the top right-hand corner. “Look! There it is! Connection FOUND!”
Marco feels a nervous energy building in himself as well, noticing as his own hands begin to tremble. “What site should we visit first? We should find a news feed.” He nods, trying to keep it professional, above board. Inside, a tiny voice scratches on the chalkboard of his mind.
“The first thing we should do,” Ajeet says, “is clone her hard drive. Then we can start to test whether it’s the software or hardware -- or a combination of both -- that’s allowing her access. We can find out how she’s managed to get connected.”
Bill grins, a glimmer in his eye as he connects an external hard drive.
Are you just going to let them have it? The tiny voice echoes in Marco’s mind. It’s yours after all. Who are they to tell you when you can and can’t go online? You’ve fucking earned it.
Marco yawns, his eyes heavy as he tries to push the thought out of his head. “I think we should let it clone overnight, try and get some sleep.”
Ajeet nods. “Yes, we’ve all been through a lot today.” He goes to another large box and pulls out several plastic-wrapped sheets.
Come on! We don’t need these guys. We’re in now, we can run off, find Alex.
No. I’m not going down this path with you.
Think of how much email you have – how much you’ve missed. Hell, for all you know the last words of your mother or brother could be on there. Waiting for you all this time. Think about it: one last goodbye.
Don't you fucking dare bring them into this!
Bill offers a weary smile to Marco, stretching as he exits. "We'll pick it up in a few hours." He motions to Ajeet, who follows, dragging Frank along behind them.
Marco nods to them as he unwraps his blanket, unfolding it around him as he repositions himself on his box. After a few moments he relaxes against the metal shelf and closes his eyes, trying not to peek at the netbook, trying to push any thought of it from his mind.
Don't you shut me out! Don't you EVER shut me out!