Alex' breathing was even, his movements controlled. As always. Keeping his routines just that. Routines. No divergences. Over the past month, he had slowly developed a few new routines. Nothing too surprising. Except for the song. A necessity Alex had told himself, to keep TRS occupied with analysing his actions, instead of registering the new codes he was implementing in the core program. Alex was not going to acknowledge the loneliness which had been draining him slowly, nor would he face the emotional turmoil which would endanger his ability to fight TRS. The song had to suffice as an outlet for his suppressed feelings, fears and anger. When the alerts had gone off, Alex had been worried something might have happened to Danny. It took a while to find the actual cause for the alarms. Q-branch from MI6. It surprised Alex. They must have hired new people since the Silva incident. Nobody he knew from the old MI6 would have been able to even get anywhere near TRS.
The program reacted predictably. Containing the intrusion, retaliating by observing the presumed intruders once TRS had figured out where they came from. But this had left room for Alex to circumvent the surveillance of him. He had been able to buy a bulk of new books and other equipment. Making sure to cover his tracks as best possible. The webcam was just a number among many on an invoice from a big online retailer. Alex knew TRS, but since it had become almost autonomous he was not always able to foretell its actions. But this had worked. The camera was installed and online. It had taken two weeks to carve out one of the books under the cover of the darkness. Lying in the small bed at one end of the room, he had used a simple nail file and the pretence of getting himself off to conceal his work. Shuffling and grunting seemed to have fooled TRS. Alex had made sure to have these small actions in place right from the start of his incarceration in the little white room. Once he had realised what had happened to him, he knew he had to develop procedures which would enable him to react to any kind of possibility for escape. While Spectre still had been in charge, Alex had been hopeful to make his escape. When he realised TRS had taken over, his hopes dwindled. Yet, he continued his fight against the program. To save Danny, to keep Danny safe. From Spectre, from TRS. Maybe even from Alex himself.
When TRS had the short malfunction four days ago, Alex had finally been able to continue with his plan. Not that he would know when or how he could escape. But he hoped the mail arrived at Q branch. Hoped, that somehow Danny would be involved in this mission. Because it had to be a mission for MI6. It just had to. MI6 had to be aware of TRS by now. Had to know the danger this program presented.
The webcam was placed directly across his desk in the bookcase, and Alex had been running TRS' codes across his laptop's screen for most of the day. A routine, letting him watch the development of his creation. Again, Alex had made sure over the past weeks to subtly change his routine. Walking around in the small confinement, pretending to read a book, singing or humming his song. This way making sure, the screen was visible most of the time from the webcam.
TRS was dimming the lights in the room. A sign for Alex to shut down his computer and start his evening routine. First, though, he took the top and let it spin. Watching it as intently as always, spinning round and round, and when it fell a small smile played on his face. He was not dreaming. One last look at the bookshelf, retrieving one of the new books, which he then placed on the small bedside table. He clicked on the small lamp on the table and then he started to undress. His clothes were folded and neatly put in the laundry box. He would set the box outside his door into the space between his door and the door to the outside world. Both doors were controlled by TRS. Even a power outage Alex had caused as one of his first attempts to escape had had no effect on the closed doors. On the contrary, a few days later TRS had given Alex access to a few news sites, showing Danny being accused of murdering his boyfriend. A warning, which only had intensified Alex' attempts to have Danny's safety as one of TRS' primary objectives.
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London Light
Mistério / SuspenseA young man goes missing, apparently committing suicide. Q seems a bit more distracted than normally. And once again 007 disappears.
