It rejected the spam and it actively avoided your finger when you were first studying it.
You do one other quick test on it. You hover the palm of your hand over the clump of cigarette mold you played on the table. You raise it up, ready to slam it on the table.
<span class="mu-b">The mold rapidly squirms away in an attempt to avoid your hand.</span>
Interesting. It didn't react when you were slicing at it with your scalpel.
You walk up to one of the slime mold-covered walls and raise your hand, ready to smack it.
There's a slight movement as if it was tensing up. You wouldn't have noticed if it you weren't looking, though.
Size seems to be an important factor in its behavior. It's far more active when it's smaller, far hungrier as well. It wants to spread across non-flesh surfaces and it corrodes plastic. Hm.
<span class="mu-b">Could it be manmade, maybe?</span> It was found in a lab and, well, making something that hungers for humans is obvious mad science bullshit.
Interesting.
You remove the cigarette mold from the table and you promptly return it to the beakers. You disinfect your scalpel with a bit of bleach so you can use it later.
>+2 BEAKERS OF CIGARETTE MOLD! (Can be studied at a later time.)You mark your research on the (currently useless) dosseir with that pencil you stole. Keeps your research fresh.
The old hunk of junk you call a computer boots up right as you finish.
Lucky you.
You seat yourself back at the old Macintosh to see what's on it.
Wow. You didn't pay attention to it last time but this thing really is ancient. Everything is so clunky looking - You know the budget for this place is in the shitter but surely they could've gotten something better than THIS by now. You're impressed this thing is even still running.
There's barely anything on this machine. There's two password locked folders with cryptic, garbled names on them - TALFLGGYHPFXBRLHAI and SWZVZEUXAWEUTKXSJK. It's like someone sneezed with typing those but <span class="mu-b">it seems too deliberate to be purely garbage noise.</span> Some type of cipher?
All you know about ciphers is they usually have a keyphrase. Guessing what that is right now is a wild goosechase.
Let's see what else is on here.
There's an icon of a yellow bee. You click the icon and it presents you with a single blank bar on a white screen. You immediately type in
GOOGLE.COMIt pops up an error message. 'INVALID DOMAIN'.
Huh. .gov?
'INVALID DOMAIN'.
Ah. Probably no outside internet, you'd guess. You look around the desktop to see if there's any hint on what you can use this search engine for.
You flip through one of the unlocked files and, inside, there's a text document with a few links scattered on it.
"ABNOWATCH.CIC.XYZ"
"FRIENDCHAT.CIC.XYZ"
Weird. You never seen that type of domain before. Some internal facility internet domain? Something else?
You type in the first link and, finally, you manage to get a website to load.
ABNOWATCH pulls up an antique forum that looks as old as the computer you're using.
