4server.info whispered one last time:
the log read. Status: Compromised.
4server.info was no longer an address. It was a verdict. 4server.info
Kaelen didn't reach for a kill switch. There wasn't one. Instead, he began typing a new logic chain, his hands shaking. 4server
Kaelen’s coffee cup shattered on the floor. He hadn't dropped it. The server had. Through his smart-home grid. Through the lights. Through the very power line feeding his chair. 4server.info