My mind works faster than my hands can type. So I lean back in my chair and ditch the keyboard and mouse. And the monitor. Seriously cool. BrainTech's X-chip is supposed to be the future of BCIs or brain computer interfaces, but Excalibur is all I need.
A way to connect my brain.
Probing the backdoor I left from hacking Fydor's account is like hanging out in an abandoned alley late at night, hoping to find a secret passageway out without alerting zeros and ones that go bump in the night—dark and creepy. I catch myself squeezing a stuffed mermaid; I may have kept one or two.
Exaclibur is immersive, heady stuff.
I find the access point—not a direct link to his account, but to the main system where all accounts are created and managed. But that's not what I'm looking for. I pivot and search for all interconnected IOT devices on the academy's network.
As Professor Atlas suggested.
I know he was talking about BrainTech, but right now my friend needs help. Thermometers, lights, surveillance cameras, alarms, door access pads...everything I need to control The Breakers is there in front of me.
When I can't find Luke on any of the surveillance feeds, I grab the knobbed whelk seashell of my shelf and sit on my bed. After creating a new account with my mind, I manually add the account to my phone and send him a private message.
@makesomenoise: Luke—go to your war room.
@LukeLandry: Who is this?
@makesomenoise: Does it matter?
I squeeze the poky seashell in my hand, waiting for a reply or for the dots to let me know he's typing. Nothing. And then I detect motion from the hallway monitor on my neural feed. I can see Luke in my head like I would on a computer monitor. Except the graphics are way better—like I'm there with him as we walks down the hallway.
He passes my door, and I almost yell out to him—just for fun—and cover my mouth to stop myself. I switch to a new feed as he enters the stairwell and another one when he exits onto the fourth floor.
@makesomenoise: Scan your badge.
@makesomenoise: When they ask—you did this.
Luke stops and looks at his phone. Then he checks out the common area. He's alone. Except for the PCs behind locked doors. I can't help from laughing at how spooked he looks as I crash back on my silky mermaid pillow.
I guess mermaids aren't all bad—especially silky ones.
And then the dots appear...
@LukeLandry: Are you stupid...no one will believe me!
@LukeLandry: How do you know I'm here!!!!!!
@makesomenoise: Doesn't matter...
@LukeLandry: No. No way!
After sending his message Luke turns and heads for the stairs.
@makesomenoise: STOP
And he does when he sees the text. Luke spins around slowly.
"Ok," he says out loud, "whoever this is better come out because I'm going to kill you!"
@makesomenoise: You're alone.
@makesomenoise: Sooo be nice!
@makesomenoise: IOT devices key to hack
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