"My name is Kinley Foy. I vanished from the face of the earth three years ago. My life was beautiful, perfect in all its imperfections. Aside from a few things, my story was nothing extraordinary, nothing unusual. I had friends. I had a family. Both...
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Kinley growls yanking her headphones off and beating them against the edge of her desk. Adorable grunts come out with every hit she lands, " Why.Can't.I.Get.in?"
"This can't be good for your heart health," Gizmo says from her bed where he was recharging.
Kinley growls, clenching and shaking her fists in the air, " Shut up!"
She slams her fingers back on the keyboard, typing furiously. Typhus@44.37.90.11 Password: 118Gh784mm22
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"Dirty rotten bastards. I'll get them," she mumbles heatedly to herself.
Gizmo sighs, " Oh my."
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Kinley's staring at the tv, mindlessly flipping through channels. She looks half asleep, barely aware that Alex and Sara are chatting about their chemistry homework.
Suddenly, Kinley jolts forward in her seat, eyes glued to a news channel she'd landed on. "What the hell, Kinz? What's got your panties all twisted," Alex asks.
Kinley shushes him and turns up the volume on the tv. A female reporter stands in front of a massive arrest taking place live in New Jersey. A small picture in the top right corner pops up. It's binary code.
"The question remains after hacker interference results in a massive dark web business of human torture in places called 'Red Rooms' - Are these hacktivists dangerous or on our side? This question keeps popping up in politics as the infamous hacker Pix.3.lated strikes again. The tenth arrest now in less than year have all been linked to this mysterious vigilante."
Another image replaces the nonsensical coding and it's a black background with a cartoonish pink cat winking beside vintage multicolored gamer font that says Pix.3.lated.
"Who is this hacker? Are they good or bad? Should we be afraid? The FBI hopes to answer these questions soon. In fact, they want this hacker to know that if they mean no harm and come forward, there's a job awaiting them at Quantico."
Alex scoffs. Kinley looks over at him curiously. "You're freaking obsessed with that stupid hacker." He points a reprimanding finger at her, " Don't be getting any ideas!"
Kinley faces the television smiling secretly to herself as the criminals who made a fortune off bids of torture on kidnap victims are taken in.
