You walk into a dimly lit room. Not worrying about the open door you wander in without a care. The first thing you notice are computer cords everywhere you look. It’s a disaster zone in here, computer parts and discs laying all over the place. Across the room a computer sits propped up on the desk with a word document open. You carefully make your way over to the computer trying to not trip on anything or disturb the clutter as you pass through.

==> read the open program

It appears to be a lengthy tirade on how incompetent people are in the company a gentleman named Sollux Captor works for. Almost like an electronic journal. It is just boring day to day shennanigans. Looking at the tabs on the side you look for the most recent. There just so happens to be one dated for today!

==> click on it

“iit’2 only a matter of tiime before they fiind out. ii’ve been 2lowly feediing off the energy from the 2pare generator2. iit really ii2 theiir own fault for iin2talliing 2uch crappy moniitor2. ii mean iit wa2 ea2iier than takiing candy from a baby. 2oon the2e iidiiot2 wiil realiize who they are dealing wiith.” ~The P2iioniic